Game Birds’ Hunters

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 […]

Faces of Love: A Found Poetry*

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 Originally written for Blogging University’s WRITING 201: Day 06 Assignment. Day 6: Faces, Found […]

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 […]

Free Feather

Feather freely floats ‘bove seas, below sky, ‘tween winds. Be like that feather. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In response to dVerse‘s Come Fly with Me—dVerse Poetics by Victoria C. Slotto who wrote her very own Feather Art. For today’s Poetics, I ask you to look at feathers. Perhaps you will write […]

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 […]

Seasons’ Winds

Almost four months from now, I’ll be turning 25. It recently dawned on me, oh, what have I done with my life? I’ve studied hard and earned honors, but my ultimate dream still feels too far. I’m working hard but monetary state remains harsh.Yet looking back, I know my family and I are already far […]

Free Flow

Creative juices flowing, outpouring, unceasing, unyielding. I want to ask how, why, what, when and where. But I won’t. ‘Cause I don’t even care. So, go flow, go show don’t slow. — 12.11.2015 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: Unsplash Originally written for Blogging University’s WRITING 101: Intro to Poetry Day 5 Assignment.

Dual Hands

The same rugged, masculine yet gentle hands which tickled each nerves and gave me sensual goosebumps, have weaved yarnful of lies that ended my life. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Philip Estrada In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Thirty-Three. If you want to join, here are the simple rules: Write […]

The Coming Out

Come out courage, fuel nervous mind. Come out hope, help tired soul stand. Come out joy, pick body out of bed. Come out faith, paint dull world red. Come out love, slice heart open and bare. Come out muse, spill words mouth can’t say.   — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In […]

The Plan

I looked at the sky painted in pretty purple and pink. I counted the building’s floors, trying hard not to blink and think. Calm down, jumping is fun and surely death will swiftly come. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Steven Wei In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Thirty-Two. […]