Tag: Sonnet

Fantasy, poem, poetry, Sonnet16 Comments

Steadfast – Writing 101 #15

Melinda Kucsera

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.” — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring Steadfast When the road darkens will you stand with me? ‘Neath threatening skies will you run beside? Towards storm clouds hurling lightning, come with me. ‘Cross restless seas, down cresting waves we’ll slide. When trouble threatens my bow’s unlimbered, my arrow’s knocked and my aim’s true; for through it all I’ll stand with you, ‘gainst angry birds or demon hordes, or monsters that chew. When the road darkens will you stand with me? Or will you lose your faith and run away? Will … Continue reading Steadfast – Writing 101 #15

Fantasy, Mount Eredren, poem, poetry, Shayari, Sonnet15 Comments

What the Ant Saw

Melinda Kucsera

What the Ant Saw What the ant saw when he stopped on a branch: golden rays slicing through tangled black boughs, falling in curtains of lace that hung off each branch like gossamer threads of gold fairy down. What the ant saw when he paused on a ledge: a city built on shimmering water, bridges arching ‘tween buildings, statues edge each garden terrace; keep feet off water. What the ant saw from the mountain’s bent cone: ice kissed, sun soaked, the crag peak pierces clouds, offers views of a fluffy land rain-sewn, wind-driven, sky-veiling–this puffy shroud. All the ant saw made his antennae twitch, … Continue reading What the Ant Saw

Fantasy, poem, poetry, Sonnet

Not my kitchen, not my pots, not my mess…

Melinda Kucsera

…nor my castle–what the hell happened here? I changed my skin to evade the Witch hence. (She’d never stoop to chase a house cat here.) And either I changed planes of existence on my romp-and-mice-stomp, or that witchy brat had a  trans-dimensional gewgaw. What’re the odds of getting to my duchy unharmed without chalk dust or hands to draw the spell circle that’ll cut reality a new hole that leads to my comfy chair? Just a hair’s breadth’s all I need to be free. Maybe my claws can scratch it out, repair the dislocation of my person and set me back home enthroned with my tea set. ~ ~ … Continue reading Not my kitchen, not my pots, not my mess…

Fantasy, poem, poetry, Sonnet23 Comments

Wishful Thinking

Melinda Kucsera

On a heath sitting beneath a toadstool, his head’s in his hands; his wings’re folded; his fairy tail swishes, and like a fool he’s wishing that Prince Charming’s blindfolded state won’t continue. It’s all that twit Cinder’s doing; the belle of the ball cast a spell. That glass slipper’s its trigger; it hinders all rational thought; the Prince’s not well, not since she banished Pink. Without invite, he can’t go; there’s no one to  break the spell. A beloved voice booms out and he takes flight. Cinder’s gone; fairy dust falls, breaks the spell. “I thought I’d lost you, my friend,” the Prince … Continue reading Wishful Thinking

Curse Breaker, Fantasy, Mount Eredren, poem, poetry, Sarn, Shayari, Sonnet4 Comments

The Power of Touch

Melinda Kucsera

The Power of Touch Sarn stared at the ceiling thinking adult thoughts that vexed. His son watched hoping his bright gaze would burn a hole. It didn’t. Ran consults his rocks, licks each one ’til a shape takes sight. “Star,” Ran says, hands it to Papa. Mind still turned within, Papa takes the rock turning it over in his hands; a green glow builds, wills the rock to bend, stretch, reveal its yearning and just when Ran can take no more suspense– a matte black star now floats ‘tween papa’s hands. Ran reaches into that warm tingle, dense with magic; Papa returns from dreamland. He stares,  clutched in son’s … Continue reading The Power of Touch

Fantasy, poem, poetry, Sonnet7 Comments

Peacock Spy & Peacock to the Rescue

Melinda Kucsera

The Peacock Spy The white peacock strutted about the yard; through its eyes he peered and counted sentries, saw a cage where a boy huddled; ten yards to the gate and three guards at the entry. “Did you see him?” inquired his brother, elbowing Flair, his connection broke–damn. “I can rescue him without help, brother.” Phaedron laughed at the thought. Flair sought that damn bird’s mind again, connected, drew himself across the link, felt feathers ‘stead of flesh. He strutted to the cage; it sat on a shelf. The boy uncurled, blinked, “you’re here in the flesh?” Flair shook his head; his young sib … Continue reading Peacock Spy & Peacock to the Rescue

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Captive Dragon – Writing 101 # 14 & Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes

Melinda Kucsera

Captive Dragon Stars shone, thousands of candles in the sky, their light outlines a chocolate dragon tied up. Too weak to struggle, her scales too dry, no helpful wave nearby, her wounded guide, her captain, draws near. Rescue’s in his mind. In night’s blanket he hides; his mind’s open to her–connection made–their pain’s entwined. “The earring,” she says mind-to-mind, “it opens the lock on the collar. Steal it, you must…” “I know,” he replies, he’s worked his way ’round camp, leaning on his sword; her captors trust her bonds to hold, but a weakness she’s found. He stumbles, grips the wound … Continue reading Captive Dragon – Writing 101 # 14 & Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes

Ironwood, poem, poetry, Shayari, Sonnet3 Comments

Pic and a Word Challenge – Gateway: Hero’s Bane

Melinda Kucsera

Hero’s Bane* At Hero’s Bane the blood runs cold and stone walls rise on either side of the defile. At Hero’s Bane, blood soaks the ground. Forgone the lives that enter that mountain pass while an army encamps in the vale below. Narrow is the way so a few can hold an army off if courage overflows. Defend Shayari like heroes of old. Let none who intend to harm her trespass upon her emerald mountains or her enchanted forests, so kill them en mass. At Hero’s Bane stop the evildoer. No freedom won without a life riven, at Hero’s Bane, … Continue reading Pic and a Word Challenge – Gateway: Hero’s Bane

Fantasy, poem, poetry, Sonnet, well wishes32 Comments

Beautiful – Writing 101 #13

Melinda Kucsera

Beautiful You’re beautiful; yes you reading these words. No matter your race or creed or color, or whether you bend your gender, these words are meant for you. For I see your splendor, reaching out bright hands towards the whole world. It stuns me that so much beauty contains all that you are without overflowing. Young, old or in between, these words pertain to you and me and all the world flowing by can’t deny the beauty of your soul. Not when its shining like a second sun. To you I extend my hand, through the whole world let me walk with … Continue reading Beautiful – Writing 101 #13

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The Great Pretender – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

The Great Pretender A knock sounded, he donned his father’s cloak, pulled the cowl down to shadow features six and ten years younger than the man the bloke came to fetch. He smiled at the simple fix, waved to his sleeping father who needed rest not another stupid meeting with fools. They saw his glowing eyes, assumed the rest, and he smiled at the deception, those fools! They blathered on; he loomed, quiet, playing his father, remembering to whisper. The meeting ended with him scurrying back to pretend he’d not left the sleeper ’til a tap on his shoulder proved he’d not fooled Father, with … Continue reading The Great Pretender – A Daily Post Sonnet

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Light Your World

Melinda Kucsera

Light Your World I light a candle for those who’ve died, hold it ‘gainst the night’s dark, lift it to shed light on grieving faces and spaces that told of losses never replaced. Hold your light, hold it tight, lift it high and light your world. Chase shadows from corners and burn out hate, set fire to prejudice, burn ’til its curled, charred embers are naught but dust; a clean slate then procure by sweeping that dust from our global village’s door. Let hate never enter there, nor shadow of fear glower at that door; keep your candlelight ever bright; … Continue reading Light Your World

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Not Quite a Review – Writing 101 #12

Melinda Kucsera

Not Quite a Review: Quantum Computing the Ultimate Question It uses qubits not bits to encode information; quantum entanglement done the right way makes it work; error codes keep it from crashing but any movement could disrupt entanglement, damage code, ’cause your qubits lose communication and data, thus killing calculations. No answer to the ultimate question: life, the universe, everything–that question, which its makers fed into that machine, that quantum computer called earth. A part we all play, our qubits entangled; glean we that question whose answer, 42, will make sense of life and this review too. ~ ~ ~ But this occurred to me while reading … Continue reading Not Quite a Review – Writing 101 #12

poem, poetry, Sonnet23 Comments

One More Time – A Daily Post Sonnet

Melinda Kucsera

One More Time One more time, once more around the dance floor. A second chance for heartfelt words to linger. One more time, for three words to open doors. Sung so eloquently by the singer. One more time, a meeting made and we’ll meet by candlelight and dinner where two hearts in their separate cages beat; we beat feet to the ship, Second Chance, to play our part. One more time, once more we dance as music plays but the show we call life must go on. We never had that dance, nor heard music sung that read our hearts, nor that … Continue reading One More Time – A Daily Post Sonnet

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Missing Peace

Melinda Kucsera

Missing Peace “Peace I leave with you; My peace I give you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, don’t you fear,” said the pastor quoting words so true. Peace He left but peace the world never got not when hating hearts lift guns, spray bullets. Not when mass murder is preached as God’s lot, his portion, his edicts swapped for bullets. He left peace but Roman sandals trampled it; peace hasn’t been seen since. Saints, good people and folk of all religious bents grappled with the slaughter of innocent people. Crying, they … Continue reading Missing Peace

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If we were having coffee… Writing 101 #11

Melinda Kucsera

Coffee Break If we were having coffee…I’d sip tea. Any fruity, herbal, variety will do. I’d tell you I’m working on three things: editing, writing and poetry. If we were having coffee…I’d sip tea, maybe cinnamon with some stevia. I would tell you that editing may be the toughest thing I’ve tackled since trivia. If we were having coffee…I’d sip tea, peppermint with cocoa powder for spice. I’d tell you today I worked on book three instead of book one. I blame the muse twice. If we were having coffee…I’d sip tea, licorice this time, and ask how fares thee? ~ ~ ~ I really did … Continue reading If we were having coffee… Writing 101 #11