Category: Sonnet

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The River Nirthal

Melinda Kucsera

The River Nirthal From border to border it runs swift, clear. Through mountain pass, down Osrailten’s shoulders, into Neverthrall’s inland sea, then tear off across valley and hill. Smooth boulders, babble at the enchanted trees standing on shore, dark and disapproving of its watery foe. Still onwards its running the mighty Nirthal River. Here it lazes as it widens, giving shipping more lanes to ply its calm waters. Despite the haze, its navigable west from Hero’s Bane, east to the salten sea, Shayari’s end. Its freshwater soothes thirst; lets children play in its spray; fills fishermen’s nets each day. ~ ~ ~ The … Continue reading The River Nirthal

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Frontiers – A Pic and a Word Challenge

Melinda Kucsera

Frontier Mountains frame my home. They ripple across the dark horizon unable to cage the enchanted forest which spills across its flanks, spreads o’er the land. Magic wages its own war within that dark wood; explore it at your own peril. Misted mountains’ vista shows a hundred valleys and more melting into that last frontier. Explain why that blue haze lays o’er all obscuring your edges sweet Shayari? Your border hides itself; its secrets are alluring. What lies beyond on that vast continent? If I leave you will I find contentment? prompt courtesy of Pic and a Word Challenge #10: Frontiers Continue reading Frontiers – A Pic and a Word Challenge

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Eavesdropping – Writing 101 #10

Melinda Kucsera

Eavesdropping Ran pretended to sleep. Often adults ignored small children, so his feigned repose went unnoticed and he heard the results. “–traumatic brain injury but he shows some improvement. He’s young. Recovery is possible but it’ll take time, how much I can’t say ’til he wakes.” Recovery sounded good. Papa’d be okay; Ran clutched his stuffed bear as the healer’s voice faded. Uncle Miren’s question cut the quiet, “When’ll he wake up?” Lying still, Ran waited; the reply was eaten by the quiet settling o’er the infirmary. He cried ’til a weak embrace, him, from his fears, pried. ~ ~ ~ A scene … Continue reading Eavesdropping – Writing 101 #10

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Ripped from the Headlines! – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

Ripped from the Headlines! Ripped from the Headlines the ransom note came, each letter painstakingly cut, pasted, arranged to spell out a note licked by flame. A claim made from twenty broadsheets wasted on the demand for more land. The hostage taken turned out to be a wagon full of beans. The culprit, a dragon, skimped on postage by tossing the flaming note on the Queen’s hive, disrupting royal pollination and scattering her precious bees. Reports claim this winter we’ll be on short rations ’til bees start their flower nuzzling sport. Would someone send a representative to free the alimentary … Continue reading Ripped from the Headlines! – A Daily Post Sonnet

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Friendship

Melinda Kucsera

Friendship Saveen regarded Ran in that open, trusting way of his; slow-witted they said; stupid, they called him, those orphan children, the Foundlings that mama had raised and led. Ran understood him even though Saveen was big like his uncle. His mind was small, which made him the perfect friend for one green eyed boy who didn’t want to be watched at all. They played knights and dragons. Creeping about from shadowed nook to pile of clothes, they slunk, stalking imaginary prey. Lookout! A monster’s rising–they pounce using spunk to defend ’cause no weapons are allowed, their foe fades to shadow and they stand proud. ~ ~ ~ Scene from … Continue reading Friendship

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Written in Skin

Melinda Kucsera

Written in Skin Lines of heartbreak, disappointment, denials and recriminations–I cross them out. I start over; sketching’s such a trial. Erase those hazy outlines, blot them out, start again, dip the pen into love’s ink, but the ink pot’s run dry, there’s no love found. Snap the pen, toss it away, and trade ink for imagination’s paint. Pigments ground, brush in hand, stroke in a land; words now rush to create a world. Running out of skin, I write on the sky; quill morphs from a brush, I’m writing, ripping a tale out’ my skin. Spinning a story written on … Continue reading Written in Skin

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What Do You Do When Not Writing? Assignment #9

Melinda Kucsera

What Do You Do When Not Writing? “What do you do when not writing?” she asked the scribe. Laying paper and ink aside, he regarded her but no answer blast past his consciousness. He blinked and she sighed. “That’s what I thought.” She left scrivener’s nook, took a boat to university’s isle, asked a student with her nose in a book the same question. “I go out, walk awhile,” shrugged the girl. “What about you professor?” “I read, improve my mind.” He turned and fled. Still not satisfied, she dragged a claw, tore reality, poked through my screen and said– but I had an answer … Continue reading What Do You Do When Not Writing? Assignment #9

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The Red Thread Unraveled

Melinda Kucsera

Unravel I pulled the red thread, watched it unravel. I sought connections as stitches parted. I found none as thread pooled on cold gravel. Row by row came undone. Brokenhearted, I grabbed a spool and wound the thread back up. The pattern’s unraveled; the picture’s gone. What meaning I meant to find is bound up in the thread I wind until it’s all gone, and I’m left with a spool of bright red thread. I hold possibilities in my hand. New patterns to sew, stitches to try, thread spooled and waiting–I grab a needle, stand tall, boldly stitch a new design, and find the meaning … Continue reading The Red Thread Unraveled

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Odd Trio, Cat’s Paw, Cat’s Vision and Cat’s Prophesy – A Four Sonnet Cycle

Melinda Kucsera

Pool (c) in medias res by Melinda Kucsera

An Odd Trio

An odd trio they made, a cat, a bowl
of soup, a beach towel, thought Moon Runner.
Maybe that was the norm on this atoll.
This scrap of rocky beach was no stunner.
All volcanic glass that cut at his feet,
White-caps slamming aground with enough force
to shatter a boat if he’d had one to beat.
Made him wonder why he’d chosen this course.
The cat nudged the bowl of soup with its head.
Not a golden drop spilled on the towel.
An intelligent gleam from its eyes led
him to join the cat on the soft towel.
He lifted the proffered bowl, sipped the soup.
‘Round the island appeared a golden hoop.

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Ornate – Lifestyles of the Rich and Extravagant

Melinda Kucsera

Ornate We swam laps in our ornate pool, borrowed columns, statues from Greco-Roman rule, on a mountain we built our palace bold, mixing ancient and modern with our tools. Tiled and lit our courtyard crowned the mountain, statues placed to make it look more crowded. Still we’re lonesome like the carven fountains. For company there’s only the sky shrouded. We played rich and mighty in our castle, moved our pawns about the world to acquire, more fanciful things to deck our castle. Everything we want we always acquire. If you’ve a precious item we’ll want it; Just hand it over when we come for it. ~ ~ ~ The above … Continue reading Ornate – Lifestyles of the Rich and Extravagant

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Dear Star SN 2014 – Assignment #8

Melinda Kucsera

Dear Star SN 2014, Thanks, you’re the closest star to go nova. ‘Cigar Galaxy’ or M82*, where you dwelt, twelve million light years ova’ in neighbor Ursa Major, when you blew. A prof caught you in the act**; the world watched, this astrophysicist got sacked cause you died in the birthplace of stars, and you botched my career. You Type Ia Nova***, you damned binary system with a white dwarf star–you just had to be special, outshine everybody else, be so close and morph my job into unemployment, you swine. You’re gone; I still thrive. Writing this letter didn’t bring back my job but I feel better. … Continue reading Dear Star SN 2014 – Assignment #8

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Secret Admirer – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

Secret Admirer She fingered the course cloth of his green cloak. Her savior–a man with green eyes that burned with magical fire. Course fabric she strokes, feeling arms carrying her, unconcerned by the enemies still fighting. Three shafts bloomed in her attacker’s neck, her savior’s work, before he’d rescued her. Danger still loomed as he ran through forest where shadows lurk. Sudden impact–she’s falling; one raider’s accosted them. She’d hit her head, missed the fight; vile unconsciousness betrayed her. She has his cloak, his presence it insists. Her savoir’s face in good lighting she yearns to see, to give her thanks and his name learn. ~ … Continue reading Secret Admirer – A Daily Post Sonnet

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Photo-Fiction Challenge #5 – Evasion

Melinda Kucsera

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

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Photo-Fiction #11 – Blood and Secrets

Melinda Kucsera

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

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Supernova – Writing 101 #7

Melinda Kucsera

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