Seven Words – A Sonnet for the Daily Post

Seven Words Seven Wonders described with seven words. Seven words separate understanding from confusion. Do less words go unheard when all the work, seven words are doing? Khalil Gibran once said, “that people will never understand one another [‘less] language is reduced to seven words.” Still, to discuss science we need more not less. To define reality, we need more than seven words but there is One who needs even less, one who began with no more than one word, making all life when decreed. Seven words are all I need to express how much you mean to me, but I digress. – – – … Continue reading Seven Words – A Sonnet for the Daily Post

Souls Sailing: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #5

Souls Sailing “All aboard,” the angel mariner says. He’s plied this route for centuries. On one shore stands the Mortal Veil, and ways back to flesh, blood and woe. “Turn from it please, that sparkling curtain, lest it tempt you to step through and become a lost soul again. No life is found that way. If life’s what you want, sail with me to Eversong. You’ll gain new life when you’ve atoned.” She looked instead at the other shimmering veils, the black angel, Shonofar, singing as she lead arriving souls to the ship, not one looked back at where they’d been. … Continue reading Souls Sailing: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #5

Two Sparks Meeting, Heart to Heart

Two Sparks Meeting, Heart to Heart Two sparks meeting, heart to heart, celebrate a life beginning. A life whose leading saved us all, a life that resonates down through the ages, a life whose bleeding cleansed us all, a life whose end raised us up, a life worth sharing, heart to heart, as two sparks meeting light the night. Two sparks burning up in love, two hearts yearning for divine sparks to take root, two hearts beating now as one, two sparks separating at birth, two hearts now watch with love, two sparks sleep in the sun. Two hearts aging, life is done, leaving two sparks … Continue reading Two Sparks Meeting, Heart to Heart

Your Design – (Extra)ordinary

Your Design ‘Tween two ice sheets on a road, there bubbles gold as pavement heats and ice melts away. Caught in that swift rushing current, unable to flee, a piece of winter castaway and shoved towards the grate to flow river-wards. In the bubbles’ shine I see your paintbrush, evidence of your attention, my Lord. I study your work while everyone rushes past ignoring the clues you left hidden in ordinary things, small spectacles, for those who search the small details, even ice melting on a road, for particles of the divine, or lacking that, a sign that you stood here and crafted this design. – … Continue reading Your Design – (Extra)ordinary

The Pearl and the Fool: a Wordle Me a Reverie Prompt

The Pearl and the Fool I rolled the pearl round my palm, through layers of nacre, I saw the shade’s enchantment. No grace needed to break the cursed layers.  Though drowning in magic, its argument, malformed, made the spell’s body easily broken–any street mage could have done it. In the end, the fool had chosen poorly. No doubt he tilted at Windmills, that fit the desperate mindset of the patron who’d bought the pearl to give to a child born today, to adorn heels for its matron. Fool lived on a precipice that grew corn. His stupidity was immortalized when in trade, he offered corn, caramelized. For this week’s Wordle Me a Reverie prompt, the bolded words … Continue reading The Pearl and the Fool: a Wordle Me a Reverie Prompt

A Sonnet by the Dots – The Daily Post

By the Dots I play by the dots, connect them, throw them at the walls to see what sticks. Drop them out the window to see if they bounce, cut them, twist ’em round, stretch ’till they break, wring them out, shoot out their holes, fling them into outer space to see if they’ll orbit or break out– but they fall meteorite bright booster rocket broken to land smack dab center of my prose and punctuate my rambling woes–how dare you add exclamation points, periods, commas, colons– you bumbling dots quit fumbling my meaning, appoint another task for that damn question … Continue reading A Sonnet by the Dots – The Daily Post

Souls Playing: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #4

Souls Playing Note by note, word by word, ’till all was right, he stood swaying on the deck. Plucking strings, to hear them ring, he played a song of night. Along the shore, they came all night, both kings, and serfs alike. Death accepts all titles, severs all allegiances ‘cept to Him, who fashioned all, to Him who’s entitled all praise and thanksgiving. Eversong’s hymns rise o’er that sparkling metropolis. Amethyst spires pierce the sky and dragons circle, their jeweled wings flashing as they kiss the clouds. Souls gape and stare, none are draggin’ their feet. He smiles, lowers the … Continue reading Souls Playing: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #4

In Your Footprints: a Pic and a Word Challenge Prompt

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

Brainwave + A Thank You = A Sonnet + A Picture

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

Souls Flying: Stomp Prompt Sonnet #3

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

Do you Believe in Magic?

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?

Rain Down: A Writing 201 Rehab Prompt {Sonnet}

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}

Soul Singing: Prompt Stomp Sonnet #2

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

Bragging Rights (and a Sonnet of course!)

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!)

All Jumbled Up: A Magpie Sonnet

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