Tag: Soul

Let it Flow

Let it Flow

My soul, a river flowing
Its water not always clear
A tempest stirring trouble
Pushing obstacles in its path
Yet it navigates well
and moves on its journey

My heart, along for the ride
Open, vulnerable
Not always strong enough
to handle the bumps and bruises
of this voyage
Hanging on for dear life


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Word Prompts

Tempest - RDP

Clear - Stream of Consciousness

Medicine For The Soul – A Soliloquy

Medicine For The Soul

A wafer-thin moon appears
in the late afternoon sky
Pale as milk and semi-transparent
Mirroring my mood of this day
Having fallen by the wayside
of everyday life
Feeling as fragile as a crumbling cracker
being spread with ice cold butter 
Jarred by the day’s impossible round
of bare-knuckle punches
Rejected, insignificant
Weary from the extraordinary efforts
I managed to perform without regard or thanks
Taking a deep breath I stare
at the simple beauty before my eyes
The transformation from a gossamer moon
to a thick cheesy ball smiling back at me
I sense my equilibrium being restored
as my body drinks the medicine for my soul


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All Rights Reserved

Victoria C. Slotto is guest hosting Meeting art the Bar at D'Verse tonight
and has prompted us with the Soliloquy.

Soliloquy is a form of speech spoken aloud by a character but addressed to no one except his or her self. The purpose of the soliloquy is to allow the audience to get a glimpse of the character’s inner thoughts and feelings while keeping them hidden from the other characters. The soliloquy differs from a monologue in that the latter is spoken so that other characters may be made privy to the speaker’s point of view. A soliloquy can express thoughts, emotions, intentions, plans and desires. It can influence the unfolding of the plot and can create irony.

Image - Pixabay 

Wounded Soul – A Somonka

Wounded Soul

Confused and lonely
Searching for somewhere to hide
Away from horror
I need to shut out the noise
and ugliness that haunts me 
 
 
I can feel your pain
Come here where you will find peace
Speak your words to me
So your wounded soul may heal
and your heart begin to rest
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to MLMM's Saturday Mix
Today we were prompted to write
a Somonka. The somonka is a Japanese form.
In fact, it’s basically two tankas written as
two love letters to each other (one tanka
per love letter). This form usually demands
two authors, but it is possible to have a poet
take on two personas.
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