Treasure Hunt

In the heart-dry desert of her acropolis,
a mind full of tumble weed blows.
This was not the life she imagined for herself.

There’s a ‘no’ that hangs in the air like a moon,
but is now stuffed down the side of cushions
in the sofa for a determined dog to unbury.
This was not the life she imagined for herself.

So, this one little word, that rolled away one day,
slipped from her lips and skipped away –
this is the lost key of her life, there’s  no-thing
but the wide empty ‘O’ of a gaping keyring hole.
This was not the life she’d imagined.

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Bethany Rivers has had many poems published in various magazines in the UK and USA (Envoi, Cinnamon Press, English Chicago Review, Blithe Spirit, Scintilla, Bare Fiction, Sarasvati, The Lampeter Review) and her first collection is due out with Indigo Dreams Publishing UK in 2016, called ‘Off the Wall’.  She also teaches Creative Writing and mentors writers through the journey of putting together their first book.  Bethany also works as a poetry therapist and runs poetry healing retreats, specialising in adults with mental health issues, depression and bereavement.  She passionately believes in the healing power of poetry and creativity.

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