Grab a cup of tea or coffee (oh what the heck, get a danish too!) and sit a spell. You might want to grab your notebook and pen because you never know when you will be inspired to write down a quote, or jot down a poem of your own. Words are like that, they take you on a journey and the next thing you know you are breathing life into your own magical world of words.

Thursday, October 26, 2017

My mind on arts

My mind is a movie reel
Full of wonderings and flashbacks
(These are often painful ones
Still needing to be processed)
Luckily, I'm now more able
To get through to my earlier feelings
To sort between what I remember
And the negative influences I'd received
The destructive thoughts that snaked inside
My mind is a cha-cha
Sliding endlessly across the floor,
Sometimes moving forwards,
Sometimes taking a step back;
Shining from my heart when I can,
Or wearing a forced smile,
Fake it til you make it
But my hips don't lie,
I always dance life with gusto.
My mind is a poem
Full of metaphors yet to be deciphered,
Food troubles born from infancy,
Mood disorders from endless control;
Yet others much more pleasant,
A beam of white light descending upon me
A visit from Love so pure it healed me
A feather caught in a branch
Signs from a watchful angel
My mind is a rhapsody
Full of contrasted moods and tonalities
I improvise as I go along
Not aiming for any ending
Now more accepting
Of spontaneity
Since I, myself, feel free.
From the earlier bounds
That forbade any excentricity
My mind is a still-life painting
Taking in every detail
Observing nature and people
Colours, shapes, moods and shadows
Trying to understand their story
The way they move through life
And which lessons I can learn
From the errors they made,
The successes they achieved
My mind is a nude statue
Pure in its simplicity
Harmonious in its plasticity
Ancient goddess or nursing mother
The beauty within shining through
Elegant, erotic, loving, caring,
An image that instigates many responses
From people who get the chance
Of looking into it
My mind is a temple
Where peace and love can find refuge
Strong, resilient,
Much more than I tend to believe
I can always retreat there
Focus on my loved ones,
On precious family moments
And remember I'm here to stay
Rising above, irremovable.
Today's prompt was to think of which picture sounded, looked, felt like our mind.
I started working on this poem this morning, but it was just words thrown onto the page.
Tonight an idea came to me, from those earlier words. I tried to work on it a little. Hope you like the results.


  1. I love the beautiful tapestry you have woven with the aspects of your mind.

    1. THank you kindly! I love the intricacies of tapestries, so I appreciate the compliment!

  2. Lovely job and so many facets. The rhapsody stanza really resonated with me. Thank you. xoA


    1. Thank you Annis! I discovered "Rhapsody in blue" as a teen... have loved it ever since

  3. I can absolutely relate to what you're saying here. Mood disorders and a lifetime fighting with them have made this not an easy incarnation.

    1. I know all too well. 😕
      For me, they happened because of early then continued abuse until I was able to say stop. But I still struggle with the aftermath 😕
      Wishing you peace and healing.

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