Photo-Fiction Challenge #5 – Evasion
Evasion She sat reading and fading where she sat. First her feet slipped into nothing, a toe at a time. Her legs went next, but she sat still and continued reading even though her body shifted out of time part by part. Her torso next phased out following her legs. Not some invisibility trick or try to fool the eye, she’s going now, her arms are vanishing, soon her head will go and all that will be left standing is her clothes and the grimoire that she read. For the invisibility spell cast had helped her to evade her past at last. Prompt … Continue reading Photo-Fiction Challenge #5 – Evasion
Photo-Fiction #11 – Blood and Secrets
Mistress A secret only told by bloody lips. A secret held in by a blood-tipped touch of a finger pressed to pursed ruby lips. Not a hint of the secrets in her clutch. Not in those dark amused eyes that promise, from the black and white tile floor where she lies, that hugging her secret close gives her bliss. She won’t explain the red drenching her guise. If your spies fail to report in, you’ll know, its their arterial spray coloring her hands and hips. A bloody sip they owe; she collected. Their bodies lay cooling somewhere you’ll never find. That enchantress, your own bloody, secret-keeping mistress. … Continue reading Photo-Fiction #11 – Blood and Secrets
Supernova – Writing 101 #7
Supernova Explosion that outshines a galaxy, radiating energy like a sun, expelling its material to be swept up in a shock wave, it’s remnant done. Its light fading, streaking across space time to strike the telescope trained on that star, pierce the eye pressed to the lens that one time. Re-ignition of fusion killed that star long ago, while we watched, worried ’bout work tomorrow. Seconds later another star suffers a core collapse, worries lurk while we gaze, distracting from another explosion, a star dying in the black, while work-worries blind us to the star’s lack. ~ ~ ~ For more about supernovae, check out … Continue reading Supernova – Writing 101 #7
Guilty Pleasures
Guilty Pleasures Not dark chocolate, peanut butter or anything edible; not silk or chrome or anything tangible; no gold ore, silver medallions or anything bone; no banal evening guiltily indulged in and gone; no apology whispered, nor promise betrayed; no treasure divulged, nor business deal skillfully maneuvered; no bold deity that needs appeasing, nor ancient text whose sight invites thieving– True though all of those items are pleasing, once had, they’re gone and that leads to grieving. He takes his pleasures from things eternal, whose use doesn’t reduce the original. ~ ~ ~ In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “No Apologies” and “Hate to Love.” Continue reading Guilty Pleasures
Veterans
Veterans Beneath the poppies they lie, our fallen protectors, who gave their lives to stop foes from near and far from taking God-given rights to life and liberty. In the throes of battle they never failed to take down the enemy, ’till snicker-snack, their match met, one unlucky sword thrust took them down. Up they got to fight ’till a bullet catch– then to earth they went, eternal sleep bent. Their eyes close on this churned up battlefield, then open on a field of poppies meant to greet their tired souls. Red flowers reveal their memory honored by those they saved, their struggle ends now … Continue reading Veterans
Photo-Fiction Challenge #3 – Travelor
Travelor He dreamed of enchanted trees that spanned from earth to sky, heard its call in his marrow. To the Holy City, Morfane, he’d come but its cathedrals’ hope for tomorrow couldn’t ensnare his heart. That organ belonged to Shayari’s green valleys. Her siren song pulled him from inn to road, where he belonged. On wards he trod to that place where all wrongs were righted. Where good men dwelt in green dreams. Past urban wonders his peasant eyes scarce noticed. For they had fixed on that seam ‘tween dreams and waking where the boundary scarce existed and one might pass unhindered the magic … Continue reading Photo-Fiction Challenge #3 – Travelor
Shayari – Where I Write – Writing 101 #6
This is my place to write (in my mind but not in physical reality) Shayari A rolling land, with mountains tall and mist shrouded, whose snow capped peaks launch eagles high, where old forests roam, intelligence-kissed by magic writ by a mage who was high, where Guardians ride, crystal swords flashing in the sun and villages perch in trees tangled up in magic and true knowing, where cities sprawl in valleys blasted free of trees by ancient weapons, now barren those crater-cities where nothing will grow despite rivers that flow through the warren to the inland freshwater sea that knows a secret hides … Continue reading Shayari – Where I Write – Writing 101 #6
Your Days are Numbered – A Daily Post Sonnet
Today is 11/8/2015 Today dawns on the bones of yesterday. Other than be swept away by regret, Don’t waste what time is given this new day. Accomplish what you may, but don’t forget Your reprieve ends with sunset. Accounting Is closed with the coming of night. When sleep Slides shut this day, do no more adjusting. 1 line per day until its filled and keep 1 line for tomorrow still to be filled. 8th this day of November is here ranked. 2 for the thousand years history spilled. 0 hours left to change what today banks. 1 because that’s where it all started. With 5 we have the beginning of a myth. … Continue reading Your Days are Numbered – A Daily Post Sonnet
The Dance – A Free Association Prompt Stomp
The Dance Her voice twisted and tangled as it wove a lyric story that took place long ago. Drums pound the way back through time, where we dove into deep pools of magic for the show. A slow telling of mysteries by fire light where each gesture brought revelation. Shadows gather and listen without tire. Perspiration mixed with inspiration leads the dance accompanied by hawk’s cry and we, travelers from far flung future sit, listen to a time gone by as we scry. With our ancestors we’re one in spirit. But the dance of ages goes on wearing faces that change; there’s truth in … Continue reading The Dance – A Free Association Prompt Stomp
Truth Serum – A Daily Post Sonnet
Truth Serum Liquid revelation in a test tube, just one sip and you’ll spill all your secrets into my waiting ear. Give me the cube, the nuclear launch codes and don’t forget to sing those account numbers too. Made from shiny purple berries concentrated and distilled into my secret serum. One sip and you are intoxicated. No conditioning can stop you talking. No torture needed to glean your secrets. A sip or two sets you talking, spilling it all. No regrets, in sleep you’ll forget about that purple drink I handed you. Don’t worry, I won’t leave a single clue. ~ ~ … Continue reading Truth Serum – A Daily Post Sonnet
One Word Photo Challenge – Summer
Squash Blossoms Squash blossoms bloom one day, then crumple, fade before morning next comes. He watched it sit amid squash vines, orphaned babe in lap, spade in hand, motionless as the vines. Sun lit its face giving it a feminine cast. The sword slung at his hip hummed with magic and he wondered what a plain man who’s passed his prime ought do with such a tragic crew. It saw him standing there, came to him, babe cradled in its arms, with squash blossoms in its hair, all of them spent, just like him, their life done, their pollen gone, a handsome bit of bright decay … Continue reading One Word Photo Challenge – Summer
Six of One–I Broke your Doomsday Clock – A Daily Post Sonnet
I Broke Your Doomsday Clock. Six of one–oops, I broke your doomsday clock. Half a dozen of another smothered it good. Before the hands struck twelve o’clock, kaboom, into smithereens I hammered it leaving nothing left of your doomsday time device. That metaphor I retired and I did it all via smartphone today while in a shark’s belly I reclined, tired from my world domination bidding spree on eBay of all things. The world’s on sale and I’m not the only one shopping, please someone send me a million dollar pail. Because I have got winnings to collect, and sore losers to … Continue reading Six of One–I Broke your Doomsday Clock – A Daily Post Sonnet
Photo-Fiction Challenge #2 – Sharks and Photo Ops
Sharks and Photo Ops Too easy was our escape; the ship bucked, pitched and rolled from missile attack. That bitch gravity gave it a good slap. I tucked into webs of restraints and had to ditch. Into the sea I fell with alien friends and right into a school of sharks because we just couldn’t catch a break. No bombs to rend these fishy foes. Nothing to make them pause. Blood in the water–the frenzy begins. But I’ve got my smartphone and its flash blinds first one shark, another. I flash and spin. But there’s too many and I’m in a bind. I’m … Continue reading Photo-Fiction Challenge #2 – Sharks and Photo Ops
Dive and Shift
Dive and Shift He leaps, falls, hits mirrored water, shifts– human skin flips to scales. Gills breathe water, exhale oxygen into blood; the shift continues, webs his fingers, toes. Water caresses his sleek new body as he swims. The current tugs him out to sea, its siren call he can’t resist. It carries him out into deep water where old wrecks fallen prey to storms litter the seafloor. Check out their remains, he does, until a shadow’s pass draws him out. The kraken’s come to play. Chitinous claws extend to uphold vows. Tentacles swing, stab, miss–he strikes to slay. He evades its limbs, slashes … Continue reading Dive and Shift
Writing 101 Assignment 5 – Legacy
“All that is gold does not glitter…” — JRR Tolkien Legacy (the Legend of the Curse Breaker) Not all gold glitters while some lies hidden. In caves deep and under waters sweet, bides that which can set all to right. Unbidden it rises from the depths to hand the guide knowledge true to right a wrong God still sees. Cursed since birth this child of a magic ban, to his hand draws kingmaker Legacy– the blade that shattered in the traitor’s hand. There it merges into a gleaming whole– Blade that regicide and fratricide broke– to heal a sundered land and … Continue reading Writing 101 Assignment 5 – Legacy
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