Photo-fiction #10 – When Words Fail

When Words Fail Words shifted on the page, jumped up, rearranged. Sarn wrestled them, tried to glean meaning from the handwritten letters so estranged from their spoken counterparts. Divining nothing from it, he looked out at the street but felt no desire to go abroad until his son climbed up and took a seat on the table. Sarn felt less like a fraud with the closed book pushed aside by his son. Ran fingered the book. “Why you look so sad?” Sarn wanted to read stories to his son, the ones he’d loved most,  like a proper dad. He opened the book. Each word he sounded out; his son sat … Continue reading Photo-fiction #10 – When Words Fail

Halloween

Halloween Pumpkin faces blazing, death surrounded, their bright unbroken circle holding tight ‘gainst that specter’s might. Death’s skull face shrouded, his bones gleaming white on that hallowed night. Pumpkin faces blazing, windows alight, welcoming trick or treaters young and old, offering leave-stuffed frights and sweet delights on lawns where costumed scarecrows , their court hold. Death’s skeletal face leers from masks all night. Kids running with gleaming scythes, wear his face. Ghosts prance past plastic graves, their sheets a sight. Devils seek to win the great candy race. Another Halloween draws to a close Leaving all in a candy comatose. ~ ~ ~ Happy Halloween. Continue reading Halloween

Trick or Trick: A Daily Post Sonnet

Trick or Trick The simplicity of it convinced Sarn that Miren’s plan was sound. The trick appealed to his sense of justice and what a yarn it’d make if they could pull it off. Afield he searched for leaves of three. That poison ivy which Nolo had warned him never to touch. He gave his babysitters a lively chase. Dashing back to the barracks, prize clutched in gloved hands, he rushed to rub the leaves’ itch on the beds of his tormentors. Task done, Sarn ran back to the minders that he’d ditched to pretend he hadn’t left. That night begun with … Continue reading Trick or Trick: A Daily Post Sonnet

A Treat for the Daily Post & Prompt Stomp

Treat To Trick or treat, that’s the question on this Halloween eve. Engage in Candy Crush, wait for your ghouls to scare up candy bliss as they go house to house in the trick-treat-rush. Ambush rival kids with silly strings and toilet papier-mâché. When the night grows late, the moon’s watch is broken. We stand in costumed lines, parade by candlelight in the shadowed dance of Samhain. Festive in our togs, we celebrate the dead, morn summer’s passing, call to winter’s restive chill which passes All Saint’s Day on the morn. All Hallows Eve is broken by sunlit saints marching in day called by holy writ. … Continue reading A Treat for the Daily Post & Prompt Stomp

Lady in Red vs Fate’s Queen

Lady in Red In red she fled, lost her shoes on shifting sands. Towards the land of Phare, Fairest of lands, where Fate’s Queen, that dark beauty, is caring for her clan. In Mori Kana’s rust sand desert her palace lies ‘twixt life and dreams. A place Lady Red knows well. Into Fay’s hands she places her woes. Fate’s Queen now beams, at the challenge in her hands. She revels at the chance to teach a marauding beast some manners. Her children, most grown, rebel at her facing on her own such a beast. But in a blink she’s gone, in a trice, she’s made … Continue reading Lady in Red vs Fate’s Queen

Imaginary Friend – A Daily Post Sonnet

(Self Portrait) Imaginary Friend Imaginary friend, you gifted me a fantasy world full of creatures and introduced heroes, bards, mages and thee. We rode dragons, battled demons on sand beaches and vanquished evil wherever it roamed.  With a shining army marching, at my back, we took city streets over never fearing the darkness encroaching even when tramping about foreign lands. ‘Cross oceans we sailed, thru gas clouds & stars, exploring, playing at conquering lands, crowning ourselves king and queen of stars– Then falling back into my office chair, to smile and plan for our next great affair. ~ ~ ~ I didn’t have … Continue reading Imaginary Friend – A Daily Post Sonnet

In Your Desert – A Pic and a word Challenge Sonnet

In Your Desert Better is one day with you, than without you, even if that day is spent burning in the desert’s heat and going without bread or water because abandoning you isn’t an option. Forty days you’ll spend here and so will I. I’ll keep the vigil by your side, my King and my God, and mend my ways in these Lenten days, but I still need your guidance Lord, even far from courts of man, but I understand, I’ll sit here while you pray, but  let me be your escort when you leave the desert, let me go there, to your courts, … Continue reading In Your Desert – A Pic and a word Challenge Sonnet

The Universe, A Comedy of Errors – A Daily Post Sonnet

Comedy of Errors Physics differing, two universes bump together and their leaks are fallin’ into each. With eternal multiverse’s inflation, anything that can happen has happened, and will happen once again. Armed with a map of the cosmic micro- wave background, from light originatin’ at the start, the big bang set the macro world we inhabit spinning. Search many spawning pockets that mark ballooning universes, ’cause we’re one of many Not alone in the multiverse, moaning silence ‘tween the universes that bars us from hearing messages from the stars. ~ ~ ~ In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Comedy of Errors (and bonus assignment!).” Thanks to First Glimpse of Another … Continue reading The Universe, A Comedy of Errors – A Daily Post Sonnet

dark | side | thursday – Carry His Cross

Carry His Cross Every step’s a struggle. Each breath’s a pain to draw in through cracked and bleeding lips pursed, catch that drop of sweat rolling down the plane of his face. He must go, ‘fore his heart bursts from the burden he carries, the cross bearing down on his shoulders with each step, each new sin heaped upon the rest. Each fall is tearing at his soul but he doesn’t despair, in his last hours of agony, he knows that his fate’s one with those who’ve gone before. This crucifixion is not just his own, its an echo of one long past who bore the … Continue reading dark | side | thursday – Carry His Cross

The Despairing Ones

The Despairing Ones Her thoughts black, bitter-tasting from despair. Darkness had smote her, changing angel kind to demon ranked. Gnarled, wrinkled, her form pared from shadow. Sunken eyes like coal remind of the truth she’s now embraced. This fallen thing, this harridan, this once glorious being who once shined from within, awakens with terrible purpose. Bat winged, scabrous, she drips pestilence from her fingernails. Bent, stuffed into a sack of skin-looking material whose translucence showed nails securing it in place. She’s cowering, because that nightmare woman’s blinded by sight of my angelic soul’s cascading light. ~ ~ ~ There are 12 Despairing Ones and they are the villains … Continue reading The Despairing Ones

Fright Night – A Daily Post Sonnet

Fright Night Dead hands claw at earth’s oppression, shove dirt from bodies rotted to bone, levered the remnants of their forgotten spirits up from yawning graves that death delivered. Far this cemetery’s blight, all’s cracked and broken in the world, ’cause balance is broken, life’s wheel is smashed, nature is backed in a corner, cowering at the crisis. ‘Till the Guardians ride, their swords raised high, their helms agleam in fading starlight, their armor bright in lines they stand, face the eye of death they do and vanquish its corpse there at the cemetery gates. To their graves the dead do flow, for the … Continue reading Fright Night – A Daily Post Sonnet

Storm Tamer – One Word Photo Challenge: Winter

Storm Tamer A snowy road he took cross bridge to isle in the sound. No crunch of snow heard he this deaf traveler, this storm tamer, not while wind-weaving, cloud reading, snowshoeing his way home. For Serensalia he’s bound. He writes ice messages that melt come spring. He’s snow dancing, weather tracking around the mount’n paths. Through gales he leads with daring traders heading north past storms in safety kept by magic shields that hold cold that kills at bay. He channels lightning with piety down paths inked on his skin, yes he’s got skills. He’s your best bet if north your travels tend. With him, you’ll  live to reach your journey’s end. ~ ~ … Continue reading Storm Tamer – One Word Photo Challenge: Winter

Defining Success

Defining Success Put the pieces of your soul together. Arrange them until they form a picture. Use that picture, do not let dust gather. Set your reference frame to that picture Frame out your future, then live in that frame. Express the picture of your soul in all you do and say. Our words shore up the frame. Speak your soul’s picture and success will call, so long as you strive to stay within bounds set by that image. Work hard for yourself, In your heart, never let despair resound. Contained in your soul is your perfect self, when  your soul and yourself, united stand, be certain, success … Continue reading Defining Success

If You Leave – A Daily Post Sonnet

If You Leave If you leave, I’ll follow,  Ran thought as he spread his short arms in a hug. He didn’t say any of this to the father whose knee he sat. His father held him, but didn’t say how this parting hurt him; how he wanted to take his son with him on a journey far to find the woman, who in dreams, haunted him. In her own tragedy, she now stars. His father left; Bear’s button eyes regard Ran from his rucksack and courage they give. Pack on back, he sneaks past sitter, door guard, and Rangers on patrol. He wouldn’t live one day … Continue reading If You Leave – A Daily Post Sonnet

Careful – Kung Fu Fighting Butterflies Ahead!

Kung Fu Fighting Butterflies They were kung fu fighting, those butterflies, and grappling for a hold. Their wings’re upraised out of the way; their eyes are on the prize. Through first one round and then two, they grazed each other, neither gave ground, so on they fought into the twilight. Lightning bugs zipped by to light the ring while crickets and ants sought the best odds on who’d win by a flyby. They are kung fu fighting, still in the ring and grappling. Neither butterfly has won yet but their bout goes on ’till the birds sing and begin to gad about, then … Continue reading Careful – Kung Fu Fighting Butterflies Ahead!