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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

Curse Breaker, Keysta, poem, poetry, Sarn, Shayari, Sonnet22 Comments

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

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Guilty Pleasures

Melinda Kucsera

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

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Veterans

Melinda Kucsera

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

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Photo-Fiction Challenge #3 – Travelor

Melinda Kucsera

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

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Shayari – Where I Write – Writing 101 #6

Melinda Kucsera

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

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Your Days are Numbered – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

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

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The Dance – A Free Association Prompt Stomp

Melinda Kucsera

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

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Truth Serum – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

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

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One Word Photo Challenge – Summer

Melinda Kucsera

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