Nameless Shadow

in the middle of the park stood
a rustic swing singing with whistling wind.
metal to metal friction creates creepy creeks.

back and forth, back and forth,
high to low, high to low,
the burning sun revealed no swinging child,
only a nameless shadow.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Unsplash

In response to dVerse‘s Quadrille #17 by De of whimsygizmo.

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Plea to Mourn

Mourn.

For all souls lost.
Either shot or blown apart,
either criminal or civilian,
either innocent or terrorist,
’cause they’re all humans.

Mourn.

For all lives altered by war.
Children who grow old without parents.
Parents who buried their own child.
Fiancee who was not able to say ‘I do’.
Soldiers who were not able to know what’s true.

Mourn.

Because mourning makes you care,
because mourning makes you realize,
that peace is really a must.

Mourn.

Because war is not a problem
solved by guns and bombs.
Because peace can only be achieved,
by no one else, but us.

Please, mourn.

01.28.2016
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

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Inspired by Maria’s fictional story ‘The Vow‘ and Christopher poem ‘Microsmic Murder‘.

Fierce, Fearless and…

She is fierce and fearless.

Fierce for clinging to a tattered, tough life.
Fierce for voicing what she thinks is right.
Fierce for loving those she loves.
Fierce for always, always standing up!

Fearless for saying what is true.
Fearless for always starting anew.
Fearless for either praise or boo.
Fearless for loving but not living color blue!

She is fierce and fearless but most of all she is FAITHFUL.
For living a hard life but still seeing what is beautiful.
For praising her soul’s main master.
For writing beautiful poems all tongues can utter.

Time may have diminished her gorgeous beauty,
but time has made her heart a more splendid entity.
Time may not erase her past that’s not so lovely,
but her brave heart remains capable of loving unselfishly.

Today I celebrate with her maker.
Because I am one of the souls she touched deep and deeper.
Today I’m sending this birthday letter,
for a fierce, fearless, faithful woman I call Sister!❤


Written for my loving and gorgeous and sweet and talented and FIERCE and FEARLESS and FAITHFUL sister, Delyn of Stutter-Stepping Heart who is celebrating her birthday today, September 26. Pass on the cheesecake and grilled cheese please?!❤ Love you!
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Used to be Mine: A Song-based Fiction

Stranger. That is what I am.

Sitting people all in black and white, I am estranged to everyone, except one person. She is the only human who knows me here. But she can never say who I am.

She’s imperfect but she tries.

She is good but she lies.

Silence. Murmurs. Quiet sobs. The humans that surround me is as still, as her, as me.

I am somehow a gatecrasher to a wake I was not invited to. But I am here, for her, for a woman who used to be mine.

She is hard on herself.

She is broken and won’t ask for help.

Her mom has spoken, in between loud wails.

Her husband has said a short heartless sentence.

Her little lass, who looked just liked her, sang a song.

Her best friend has stood and hold the microphone, but wasn’t able to utter any word.

She is messy but she’s kind.

She is lonely most of the time.

Now it’s my turn.

“Anyone who want to offer words for…”

I stood, just before the sentence was finished. Everyone looked at me.

I gripped the small piece of paper I’ve been holding for hours. It contains the eulogy I have written…for the only girl that I loved. For the girl who was once mine.

She is all of this mixed up.

And baked in a beautiful pie.

She is gone but she used to be mine.

12.04.2015
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Photo credit: Unsplash
Based on She Used to be Mine by Sara Bareilles. Bold and italicized parts are from lyrics of the song.

Game Birds’ Hunters

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We are the game birds.
Violence are our hunters.
Guns and armaments,
deliver brute, bloody deaths.
Men love killing each other.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

In response to Elsie of Ramblings of a Writer’s Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 11 – Game Birds.

If you want to join, here are the simple rules:

  • Take the two words “Game Birds” and write a Tanka Poem.

  • Tanka consists of five units, usually with the following pattern of    5-7-5-7-7 which is syllables.

Faces of Love: A Found Poetry*

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Love’s strength lies in its contradictions,
while contradictions strengthen love.

Love lasts because it changes,
while changes last because of love.

10.12.2015
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Photo credit: evolvingloveandlight 
Bold and italicized lines are from: Manuscript Found in Accra by Paulo Coelho

Manuscript Found in Accra

Originally written for Blogging University’s WRITING 201: Day 06 Assignment.

Day 6: Faces, Found Poetry, Chiasmus

*Found poetry is a type of poetry created by taking words, phrases, and sometimes whole passages from other sources and reframing them as poetry (a literary equivalent of a collage) by making changes in spacing and lines, or by adding or deleting text, thus imparting new meaning.

 

Odd Choice

The yellow car was welcomed by the flock of frowning, peeking humans waiting inside the old church.

This occasion is usually painted in pure white, a contrast to the auto parked in front of the door that’s just very bright.

But the bride seated inside is as jolly as the color of the sun, so she picked a car that looked oh so fun!

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Wolf Schram

In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Thirty-Four.

If you want to join, here are the simple rules:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.
  • Link back to this post.
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so we can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

Listen Cover Reveal

Here’s an enchanting cover of an epic adult paranormal fantasy novel written by the talented writer, brave woman and a dear dear friend, Sarah Doughty!

This is available for FREE and I assure you it is WORTH reading! My review will be posted soon! So this enchanting cover is just a teaser.😉

Please visit her and show some love!❤

Heartstring Eulogies

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“When vampires Liam and Jon go missing, it’s up to Aisling Green and her friends to find them, but doing so and surviving what awaits won’t be easy.”
Coming October 3rd!

Earthen WitchNovels

The Earthen Witch Novels are an adult urban fantasy romance series featuring Earthen witch Aisling Green and witch Connor Jennings, written from Aisling’s perspective. The world is not an easy place, especially for these two. And they’re going to have to fight many battles before they can reach their happily ever after.

Listen, Book Three

Battling against things she cannot fight isn’t something Earthen witch Aisling Green is used to, but she must act quickly and outsmart the one that wants her dead and save the lives of her friends before it’s too late.

As they follow the trail, they rescue a most unlikely person, and uncover a deeper, more sinister plot. With the lives of…

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