Winds howling
destruction wailing
cause-ed my life
to be failing
coldness on a Summer’s night
the chill has me feeling uptight
finally, the storm does pass
but now every-
time
there is
a
breeze
my fear is
t
r
i
gg
er
ed
~~~~
© Carol Campbell
Prompt word: Trigger from:
poetry | 101 | rehab | trigger
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ooo great poem for the prompt! I’m still trying to come up with something for this one 🙂
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I know you will!
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Thank you for the vote of confidence!
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That vote is very easy to cast.
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😀 considering the bashing my confidence took this week at work, your words are a balm on my soul.
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Awww. My week has been like that too. Perhaps next week will bring peace and light!
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I hope so for both of us!
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Carol! Imagery! that is all. . .☺♥
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Thank you, dearheart!
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Excellent!
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Yes…fears can be triggered very easily.
Well done.
Your ping back didn’t work so I put the link in the comments…
I played here:
Prompted
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your poem looks like it’s about to be sucked up by the tornado. Interesting letter alignment.
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Great response to the prompt and love the way you used structure at the end.
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Thank you, Andy!
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