Category: Sonnet

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In Your Footprints: a Pic and a Word Challenge Prompt

Melinda Kucsera

In Your Footprints Better is one day in your courts. So I followed you into the desert, my king and my God. I stepped where you had trod, I go on as unfettered as you to sing your praises. Better is one day under your rule and that’s why I must follow through. Sand stings my eyes; sun burns my skin; blunders cause me to slide; the vast empty sky skews my perception, leaving me so confused. I go on and your tracks begin anew over the next sand dune. I’m burned and bruised but I rise; I see you ahead, you knew I’d … Continue reading In Your Footprints: a Pic and a Word Challenge Prompt

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Brainwave + A Thank You = A Sonnet + A Picture

Melinda Kucsera

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 from your comments and posts. Today, I just wanted to stop and say: Thank You Thank you, dear reader, for visiting my, blog, reading, liking posts and commenting. Thank you, my fellow classmates for sharing your poems, know that this is not goodbye. Thank you … Continue reading Brainwave + A Thank You = A Sonnet + A Picture

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Souls Flying: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #3

Melinda Kucsera

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 again assailed, souls lost to graves, now found, need never roam. Not while the angel calls them home. Her song pierces the mortal veil and calls the lost to return to the land of Eversong, where all life began with a song that crossed the world. A song that … Continue reading Souls Flying: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #3

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Do you Believe in Magic?

Melinda Kucsera

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 before his emerald gaze bespelled. “Green fire’s fixed in your eyes like two wheels, ringed about by white and pierced by darkness,” said his brother, Miren, rubbing his heels. Hero-worship filled his eyes–what madness now realized? For Sarn had done no worthy deed save find a place where … Continue reading Do you Believe in Magic?

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Rain Down: A Writing 201 Rehab Prompt {Sonnet}

Melinda Kucsera

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 darker screen for light to play upon. To those glistening drops drawn, the eyes go as the rain’s reflections skews the world into a reverie too soon gone, but it’s memory remains a boon. — Do you miss the Writing 201 Poetry course by the Daily … Continue reading Rain Down: A Writing 201 Rehab Prompt {Sonnet}

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Soul Singing: Prompt Stomp Sonnet #2

Melinda Kucsera

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 a place beyond all telling, a place ‘cross distant seas called Eversong. Her song continued ’til night spent itself. and the graveyard’s souls would fly to her song. She bid souls to gather at the seas’ shelf. Their bodies left to rot in graves that lie. They rose on … Continue reading Soul Singing: Prompt Stomp Sonnet #2

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Bragging Rights (and a Sonnet of course!)

Melinda Kucsera

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 sparks to fly! I’m a dancing diamond, a chimera, one that’s bragging in her latest sonnet. It’s all that writing class’ fault that I can’t stop composing really good sonnets! Someone help me! I can’t stop writing, I– need help. Quick call sonnets anonymous. Get some poetic … Continue reading Bragging Rights (and a Sonnet of course!)

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All Jumbled Up: A Magpie Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

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 square, circles, crosses and a leaf are all jumbled up. A child’s scrawl, a treasure map or cycles depicted by Jackson Pollack? No pup like me could make sense of it, not without an art degree. Even then it’s in doubt. — in response to Magpie’s picture prompt 290 for this … Continue reading All Jumbled Up: A Magpie Sonnet

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Soul Walking: Stomp Prompt Sonnet # 1

Melinda Kucsera

  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 makes her soul chime. The lead sings on for their patrons that dine. But don’t see, souls weaving to and fro, ’round the graves. A soul singing but never heard. Her voice lost by death and never found. Her dance unseen, felt as cold ever … Continue reading Soul Walking: Stomp Prompt Sonnet # 1

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A Sonnet for Your Sunday: Legacy

Melinda Kucsera

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 plug a hole left by betrayal. Still remains the yoke … Continue reading A Sonnet for Your Sunday: Legacy

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

Melinda Kucsera

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 bits.” On us, they’ve drawn a bead. Our radar reads a firing solution. Take the shot then fire at will. Man down and overboard– Someone toss a life preserver before he drowns. Deploy decoys. Ahead a fjord! We won’t scuttle. We’ve still got torpedoes. We’ll … Continue reading (Extra)Ordinary: a Picture & a Battleship {Sonnet}

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Raking in Autumn: A Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

Raking in Autumn Leaves blow and crinkle as I sway. I dance with the rake. Round and round the yard we go. Each step sends plumes of leaves skywards to dance, to twirl and fall in piles at my toes. Laying my partner down, I climb onto the peeling red picnic table. I spin round on the autumnal stage. The solo dancer takes her last leap. The expandin’ pile of leaves cushions my fall. Leaves twirl like, red ballerinas caught in an updraft, and gently land on the pile near my bike, I tossed leaves and watch them fall as I laughed. Bruised from twigs that infiltrated the pile, I  brush … Continue reading Raking in Autumn: A Sonnet

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Windows: A Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

Windows In the barred window hung a perfect dress. Its train swept the floor. It’s creamy folds shined with dreams of wedded bliss. Wait for me, dress, for I’ve not yet met a man to call mine. Beyond the next window down that same street, a family gathers to share a meal while I stand cold and alone on the street. No supper waits for me. No one to steal a moment of their time, just a cold hearth, a silent home, me on my own.  I turn Head quickly away but I feel that dearth. Paws click on glass. The dog toppled an urn. … Continue reading Windows: A Sonnet

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Doors of Mount Eredren: A Sonnet of Shayari

Melinda Kucsera

The Doors of Mount Eredren* Sunlight gilds the mountain’s door. Its carven with figures, text in languages unknown. Warnings to the dead carried by ravens? By those ravens high above the windblown meadow? More babysitters for door or warden? While standing sentry, you wonder what becomes of those who enter. What lures them to the mountain’s door? Inside blunder not, for a maze rife with traps awaits you. False tunnels and sheer drops test passersby. Perhaps inscribed upon those doors, a clue. Or a message telling merchants to try. For those doors hide a fortress city, spread under the mountain, where thousands once … Continue reading Doors of Mount Eredren: A Sonnet of Shayari

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Goodbye Writing 201: A Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

Goodbye Oh no, what woe, our class ’tis ending. Say it isn’t so. Goodbyes to make and silence soon to come where once we chatted and played, and held discourse of poetic science. What ho? “But merrily we’ll meet again?” You say, “Verily, no distance now exists, ‘tween blogs of like intent and purpose. When minds of poetic intellect insist.” Poets listen here, no effort is made in vain. Your words fit perfectly the shape of your soul. Your inner landscape don’t trade. Your words shine forth and in success you’re drape’d…. ‘Till next we meet in class or in … Continue reading Goodbye Writing 201: A Sonnet