Mind Painting

Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Sanctuary

In the din and bustle of daily life all need a little sanctuary to rest, heal and revive; a space to de-clutter stressful thoughts; a moment to usher in a glimmer of hope; a Tahiti, to take care of the soul, and find one self in safety, comfort and peace.

Write about finding such a sanctuary.

by Dorothy Parker

My land is bare of chattering folk;
The clouds are low along the ridges,
And sweet’s the air with curly smoke
From all my burning bridges

Comfort, safety, healing–
sanctuary takes varied forms
for storms that rage
within you. I think
of a beach, but if not
within reach, close
my eyes, paint a scene
with brushes of my mind.
Waves may crash or water
be still as blue glass.
Sometimes beach plums
and white wildflowers
adorn a sloping path.
I stay as long as
I need to, until I feel
comfortable, safe,
and whole.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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10 Responses to Mind Painting

  1. Julian says:

    Paint a scene with brushes in my min…………..Stay as long as I need too…………….
    Really enjoyed losing myself in your poem. Lovely read


  2. Susan Chast says:

    Beautiful images, maybe even more so when
    “I think
    of a beach, but if not
    within reach, close
    my eyes, paint a scene
    with brushes of my mind”


  3. MYRNA ZACH says:

    don’t forget the sunscreen


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  4. Mary says:

    A beach is one of the best sanctuaries.

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  5. 1sojournal says:

    Used to frequent the shoreline of Lake Michigan, when I needed a break. So, I know what you mean. Now, my sanctuary is found in color and its language that never quits. Thanks for your visit.


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