Deep, Dark, Dreary

Her heart ripped her apart.
Now it’s my part to take all her wrath.
Sharp-as-a-diamond knife
cuts through me to end her life.

Oh, my pain, is it her gain?
Oh, will this cut, erase her hurt?
Oh, will this wound, do any good?

I froze as her blood flows.
I feel the nerves died as her heart tries to decide.
To beat or not to beat.
To live or not to live.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Photo credit: Enkivillage
Originally written for Blogging University’s WRITING 201 Day 3 Assignment.


The burning ball seating proudly at the highest height, burns the stoned alley towards a home without a light.

There a nameless man lives with no living thing but himself. Surrounded by less non-breathing things, to him was left.

Once he was known as a dashing bachelor, until a deceitful woman snatched his valor.

Now he lives with almost nothing not even a shoe, well he don’t need one as he lives locked in his light-less house’s own flu.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Photo credit: Unsplash, Tumblr

Word prompt: Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res (Thank you, dearest friend!)




Catoptromancy: A Cinquino*

You showed
a future filled of finished dreams,
where all I want’s now mine—
but why am I

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

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Word Inspiration: Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies (Thank you, Sarah!)


Cinquino is a gimmicky invented verse form that reverses the syllable count of the Crapsey Cinquain. It was found in a book on poetry for teachers and was created by a 20th century American educatorJames Neille Northe.

The Cinquino is:

  • a poem in 5 lines.
  • syllabic, 2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line.
  • unrhymed


Sweet Sun: A Scallop*


Sweet Sun: A Scallop*

Sweet sun,
send me the moon.
Save soul slowly sinking,
steady sea I’m seeking,
where soul can soon
stay shun.

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

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In response to Daily Post: Scars and Napowrimo Day 25. (yes, I’m catching up! :D)


Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that begins with a line from a another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it.

The first two lines of this poem is from Sara Bareilles’ song: Send Me the Moon.


Darkness to light
Moved from day into night
To be near you
Still here I stand
I am sinking like sand
In your sea

Sweet sun
Send me the moon
Empty the skies out
Bringing me one step closer
To you
Send it soon
And I will breathe in, breathe out
‘Til you come in and out
Of view


The Scallop is an invented stanzaic form written in sixains. It was created by Marie L Blanche Adams.

The Scallop is:

  • stanzaic, written in any number of sixains.
  • syllabic, 2-4-6-6-4-2 syllables per line.
  • rhymed, rhyme scheme abccba deffed ghiihg etc.

Read more of my Napowrimo 2016 poems here!