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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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Sestina: O, Guardian Most Dear

Melinda Kucsera

O, Guardian Most Dear* From earth to earth, drawn by the hand of need, and wielded by the arm of justice to protect all people, serve the Lord Father, uphold the Sacred Balance. Let thy will never falter, thy heart never become corrupted, O my Guardian most dear. In times of strife, O Guardian Most Dear be at my side to guard, guide and help at need. Shelter me when I’m lost, lest I become Swamped by the world’s darkness. Be a light to my path. Shield me from all evil. You will protect those I hold in my heart, Father. O Guardian … Continue reading Sestina: O, Guardian Most Dear

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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

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Patron Saint: A Sonnet for the Daily Post

Melinda Kucsera

Patron Saint Saint of sestinas, sonnets and robots, patron of science and sweet baking cakes, why limit yourself to worshipful tots? When you could be prayed to by handsome rakes? Rolex wearing and luxury driving cheapskates? Neon halos cap steeples in crisp mega-storied cities; they’re falling into ruin. Its’ patrons are dice’n and betting on saints. Where’s their halos now? Their ivory gowns and soft folded wings? Do prayers wing to them? Does grief make them bow down and weep? On bended knee do they sing of a better world not yet brought to earth? Oh patron saint, bring that new … Continue reading Patron Saint: A Sonnet for the Daily Post

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Crown of Sonnets: Tales of Shayari

Melinda Kucsera

20130905_153500smallA Crown of Sonnets: Tales of Shayari

{Drigorem’s Curse}

Not enough for you, the councilor’s seat.
Not for you, little brother, for your eyes
set upon a higher goal. A planned meet
sealed your fate and mine. What price in blood buys
a state? Did you think you could steal the crown?
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A Bad Day in Three Concrete Sonnets

Melinda Kucsera

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Bad Day

(Plain Text Version, scroll down for concrete version)

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Cars stopping. Cars honking. Cars whose drivers
are texting. Drivers yakking on cellphones.
Drivers rubbernecking. Damn those drivers
creeping past police cars. Police by cones
waiting, why aren’t they nabbing those drivers?

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Elegy for Lactose, God how I miss you!

Melinda Kucsera

Elegy for Lactose Lost Cheesecake topped with whipped cream, sweet, velvety fudge, smooth ice cream topped with nuts, buttercream frosting heaped onto crumbly cake, I love you and I loathe that you don’t love me. Not a sip, not a crumb, can cross my lips or pay the price I must. Dear lactose it’s over. No more fruity parfaits, no more yogurt snacks. No bowls of cereal, no snap crackle, pop, no lucky charms afloat sweetening cold milk. Dear lactose, it’s over. Goodbye ’till science cures my intolerance. Dear lactose, please know I love you but I must live without … Continue reading Elegy for Lactose, God how I miss you!

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A Silly Ballad about Buttercream

Melinda Kucsera

MAK_4100You’ve been warned. I can’t get this damned thing out of mind so I can write a serious ballad for today’s assignment. So here is the ballad making the rounds in my skull. I hope you get a chuckle. Maybe by the time you read this I will have stopped laughing.

Buttercream Day

The bakery exhaled sweet buttercream
through its flaky, drizzled white windows.
It’s not ice cream but we all screamed
for frosting to sweeten our woes.

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