The Picnic

after more than a decade of virtual hugs and late night chats, the four girlfriends have finally met again for a summer picnic.

two married, one engaged, one still single, they’ve bonded because of one common denominator: a guy they played love with. a nerd from college who’s known for his ragged blue jeans and an old-day-smelling shirt.

under the hot sun with the smoky smell of barbecue, there was no sound but their joyful giggles. until a dashing, familiar man appeared. until they heard nothing but bangs after bangs. then the green lawn turned red with fresh blood.

silence.

Word count: 100
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For Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) May 09, 2017. 🙂

BLEEDING LINES

My debut book Between My Bleeding Lines is now available on Amazon and Createspace! Please see the following links:

Thank you! ❤

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Missing Heart

An eerie blanket of silence wrapped the courtroom. The accused stood, confidently, without a trace of remorse on his rather innocence eyes.

Without reading the grim report of a young married woman who went missing, then body parts being discovered one by one– legs, arms, head– none can even guess the suspect would be a youthful teenager. Until he confessed and surrendered and then plead not guilty.

“I thought I am guilty of killing her, but I am not. I did not kill her. I just took back what she said is mine before she married that stupid man.”

No one tried to speak.

“Her heart is mine, and will forever be mine. I buried it under the logs beside my home, our could have been home.  I gave her back to the world who never dared to accept us. I only kept her heart. What is wrong with that?”

Word count: 150
©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Loreta Notto

For Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) May 02, 2017. 🙂

 

Unsaid Adieu

The half-opened bedroom door.
The mute clothes on the floor.
I could’ve asked for more.

Filled with the scent you left.
Still reeling with the shivers you sent.

Caged inside this haunted house
named after you,
still feeling the ghost of your
unsaid adieu.

02.14.2017
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In response to dVerse‘s Quadrille #26 with the word “ghost” from kim881.
Just write a poem of precisely 44 words, including the word ghost.

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Dangerous: A Deten

You have
dangerous eyes.
They trapped me willingly,
like a lunatic lost in love
and lies.

Close it
so I’ll see light.
I don’t need rescuing,
my mind can regain its own wit
and fight.

Alone
I will be fine.
Like a new butterfly flying
I’ll flourish, exist on my own,
all mine.

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In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 22.

The Deten has a unique rhyme scheme. It was created by Johnn Schroeder and can be found at Poetry Base.

The Deten is:

  • a 15 line poem made up of 3 cinquains.
  • meter at the discretion of the poet. Iambic pentameter is suggested, but tetrameter or sprung rhythm would also work. It might interesting to use the Crapsey Cinquain syllabic frame 2-4-6-8-2.
  • rhymed abcab decde fgcfg.

Porous: A Palette*

Pile of pans and plates
all dried-dirt-kissed,
beside untouched
porous sponge.

Dripping faucet,
says tap, tap, tap.
Below rusted sink
mice munch, munch, munch.

Blood-bathed body,
lifeless eyes wide open.
Silently decays,
alone, badly broken.

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In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 8.

Palette  creates a vivid word painting within a brief and lyrical poem. It is simply a short poem, using vivid imagery. This genre was specified by Viola Berg. There is no prescribed structure or rhyme. The only mandate is the poem should create a brilliant image in the reader’s mind.

The Palette is:

  • a word painting.
  • framed at the discretion of the poet.

Rebirth*

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*A collaboration with my Queen of Sonnets,who I consider a dear friend,  Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res.

Rebirth*: A Renkay**

Through bright light I rise
Endless night I leave behind
From a corpse set free

Body lays frozen
As warm soul flies, awaken
Is my life’s taken?

Into light divine
The source of life I see
Death is a doorway

Feet leads to stairway
Towards the place for the dead,
Also for rebirth.

Mounting the risers
I ascend towards heaven
Its pearl gates call me.

P.S. Thank you, Mel, for sharing your pen with me again! It is always, always a delight! Good luck on your new book. ❤

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


*Renkay 

Renkay is a shorter American variation of the Renga. It fosters developmental linking in which the poets move the poem through a theme. It allows for linking of previously written haiku, unlike the renga’s spontaneity.

Renkay is:

  • usually communal, written by more than one poet. (It can also be written by just one poet.) The change of poet can either be indicated by initials to the side of the stanza or in this day of computers, by italics or change of font.
  • stanzaic, 5 linked tercets.
  • syllabic, each stanza is 17 syllables or less, usually written in 3 lines of short-long-short pattern of the haiku, sort of.
  • composed around a common theme.
  • often composed with a senyru as the final stanza.

From Darkness*

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*A collaboration with my new-found pen-partner, Josslyn Turner of A Life In Transition.

From Darkness

Stumbling, catching breath
Through forest of black
Where dreams are scarce
Breakaway from the static

Searching, seeking light
‘tween trees like beasts
Death seething in the gloom
Catching souls that wilt

Struggling, fighting for purpose
Escape from the lingering shadows
Where regrets are abundant
The light above awaits

Climbing, rushing towards light
Away from a thousand broken promises
Inside the brightness of heaven
Beating heart’s now even.

Following the whispers of the wind
Toward a life anew
Heaven can wait another day
My time is here and now.

Photo Credit: Ariel Ophelia

Broken Quiedise

Broken Quiedise: A Pensee*

Your soul
incandescent,
breaks my robust chrysalis,
your fake radiance’s a bright beguile,
that killed my own guarded Quiedise**.

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In response to May Book Prompts –  by Sarah Doughty and MahWrites.

Today’s prompt is Paradise Lost by John Milton, John Leonard.

Paradise Lost

The Pensee* found in the Caulkins Handbook stresses exact syllable count and strong end words. This invented verse form was first introduced by American poet and educator, Alice Spokes. It can be found on line at Instant Poetry Forms for Kids

The Pensee is:

  • a pentastich, a poem in 5 lines.
  • syllabic, 2-4-7-8-8 syllables per line.
  • unrhymed.
  • titled.

Quiedise is Carol of WritersDream9‘s made-up word for a quiet paradise. 

P.S. Thank you for letting me use that wonderful world, Carol. ❤

 

Kryptonite: A Kyrielle

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Kryptonite: A Kyrielle
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Beneath the tenacious facade,
envy and doubt’s nest has been made,
pushing out contentment and might,
everyone’s got a kryptonite.

Beaming smiles, pretentious laughters,
deep inside lies despaired monsters,
eating hopes inside frail young heart
everyone’s got a kryptonite.

Breaking free of the tainted past,
criminal mind erased at last,
then pregnant wife was killed one night,
everyone’s got a kryptonite.

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In response to Blogging from A to Z ChallengeK is for Kyrielle.

Kyrielle

Kyrielle, a member of the Lai Family of forms, is a narrative stanzaic form with a refrain attributed to the troubadours of the Middle Ages. The name kyrielle comes from Kyrie eleison (Lord Have Mercy) in the Kyrie, which is sung or chanted as part of the Catholic Mass as well as some other Christian liturgies during the season of Lent.

The Kyrielle is:

  • a narrative, it tells a story.
  • stanzaic, most commonly written in a minimum of 3 quatrains. Occasionally it is written in rhyming couplets.
  • syllabic, each line is 8 syllables. In English it is often written in iambic tetrameter.
  • written with a refrain in the 4th line of the quatrain or when written in rhyming couplets the refrain is 2nd line of the couplet.
  • rhymed, rhyme scheme may vary. Quatrain options abaB, cbcB, dbdB, or abbA accA or aabB ccbB or axaB cxcB B being the refrain and x being unrhymed. Couplets aA bB cC dD etc.

Missed a letter/poem? Read all Poetry from A-Z here.