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  • Brainwave + A Thank You = A Sonnet + A Picture

    Brainwave + A Thank You = A Sonnet + A Picture

    The best idea I’ve ever had was to start this blog. I’ve “met” (digitally speaking) so many wonderful people through it and I’ve grown as a writer. By “grown” I’m referring to all the poetry and the prose posts that didn’t contain my epic fantasy series. I’ve learned from all of you and drawn inspiration… Read more

  • Souls Flying: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #3

    Souls Flying: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #3

    Souls Flying They rose on the wings of a song to fly. Propelled by the angel singing, they soared. Trailing stars, skimming clouds, they bid goodbye to the mortal world to join in one accord. Towards night’s lair, west beyond west they sailed. On that far shore, the angel called them home. Buoyed by hope never… Read more

  • Do you Believe in Magic?

    Do you Believe in Magic?

    Magic in his Eye Sarn* didn’t believe in magic, no not even when he woke one morning to light spilling from his eyes and reports from not just anyone, but the brother whose sight he didn’t doubt. Not even when his eyes painted their cave in greens and dispelled the shadows that had gathered round like flies. Dark fled… Read more

  • Rain Down: A Writing 201 Rehab Prompt {Sonnet}

    Rain Down: A Writing 201 Rehab Prompt {Sonnet}

    Rain Down Shiny rivers slithered down the window to the steady adagio beating of the rain pouring outside my window. A sunset road, the rain decorating it with mirrored puddles. Droplets refract garish street lights–turning the rain citrine and ruby as cars pass. They drag light tracks behind that become streaks of light on screens of falling water that tug evening on, unfurling a… Read more

  • Soul Singing: Prompt Stomp Sonnet #2

    Soul Singing: Prompt Stomp Sonnet #2

    Soul Singing The band whose playing gave her two hours’ bliss before had to depart. So quiet fell. Her soul, bereft, trod graves in music-less accompaniment. A clarion bell, a voice like no other, cut through the night. A soprano singing; the wind sighing– a sweet duet of nature, life and light. She sang of… Read more

  • Bragging Rights (and a Sonnet of course!)

    Bragging Rights (and a Sonnet of course!)

    I wrote one sestina, 3 crowns of sonnets and 15 sonnet one-offs in the last two weeks. If that’s not brag-worthy, I don’t know what is! And here’s another one…they just keep writing themselves… Sonnet Fever I’m feeling like a diamond in the sky, a dancing diamond, throwing off camera sensors. Causing lens flares and… Read more

  • All Jumbled Up: A Magpie Sonnet

    All Jumbled Up: A Magpie Sonnet

    All Jumbled Up Lines curve into faces and trace features, ink a mask to hide his identity. From a jumbled mess rises a creature. Friend or foe? Can’t tell ’til the entity emerges. A story coalesces from the random chaos. A helmet lies but no weapon, leaving only guesses to how the masked man will cut it down to size. An arrow bends into a… Read more

  • Soul Walking: Stomp Prompt Sonnet # 1

    Soul Walking: Stomp Prompt Sonnet # 1

      Soul Walking A woman walks in slow time savoring the images the music paints upon her soul. On the band plays never knowing the joy they bring one young woman’s soul. Drawn to roam the graveyard, barefoot for all time, she keeps the rhythm of her steps in line with the sweet music that… Read more

  • A Sonnet for Your Sunday: Legacy

    A Sonnet for Your Sunday: Legacy

    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… Read more

  • (Extra)Ordinary: a Picture & a Battleship {Sonnet}

    (Extra)Ordinary: a Picture & a Battleship {Sonnet}

    Battleship Battle stations. General quarters sounds. Take your places. All hands brace for impact. Turn that dial. Crank that lever. The hounds of hell are on our tail. Windscreen is cracked. Someone get eyes on that boat. “Cap’n, it’s on our six,” says the midshipman. “We need more speed right now before we’re blown to… Read more