#OctPoWriMo – Day 28 – Sonnet Petrarchan – “Beach Peace” #amwriting #poetry


Prompt Day 28: Picture Prompt – Beach 

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Of all the places I love to visit, 

The beach is my most adored place of peace.

Tide goes in and out, a rhythm ceaseless, 

Hands, toes buried in sand, sitting in it. 

Gorgeous place, with blue skys and sun gifted. 

I watch the children build their castles pleased, 

Towers, moats built –they knock it all down ungrieved. 

Reading novel, sunlight my spirits lifts. 

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Can anything beat wading, two-miles or so, 

The water just rising around calves low; 

Sunscreen reapplied, temperature hot, glow —

Of the light on water beaded skin, gleaming. 

Tranquility found in sand, surf, sun dreams; 

Natures temple, relax, unwind; heart beams. 

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#OctPoWriMo – Day 27 – Ghazal – “Scent Divine” #amwriting #poetry 


Day 27 Prompt: Favorite Scent

“Fragrance is a powerful thing. It can bring you back to your favorite meal your mother used to make, to your first kiss, to any number of events in your life. Free write for 10 minutes and see where your nose leads you, if your words need some encouragement, walk outside, down the street, through a mall, through a forest until your nose reminds you and the words begin to flow.” 
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Scent of cinnamon, apple pie freshly made, divine,

Fresh bread, spice cookies, shortbread, chocolate craved divine

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Easter ham glazed with pineapple rings, smoked, homemade.

Perogies, bacon, onion, soft sating divine

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Walking outside after it rains, pine scent invades

Deep breath, acrid wonderful smell nature divine

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Puppies and kitties, newborn babes, a scent persudes

Love, care for, feed and adore, keep safe those divine. 

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Incense in churches, candles burning, chants disuade

Wine strong, broken bread, prayers with coffee wake the divine

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Ghazal: 

“A Ghazal is a poem that is made up like an odd numbered chain of couplets, where each couplet is an independent poem. It should be natural to put a comma at the end of the first line. The Ghazal has a refrain of one to three words that repeat, and an inline rhyme that preceedes the refrain. Lines 1 and 2, then every second line, has this refrain and inline rhyme, and the last couplet should refer to the authors pen-name… The rhyming scheme is AA bA cA dA eA etc.”

Please see Shadow Poetry for further information 

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Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: No Good Witch #amwriting #flashfiction 


Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting FFftAW.

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Yinglan Z

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Belinda was a nasty middle-aged woman, but her behaviours were characteristic of someone older. 

She was mentally and physically sound; however, the pucker of her frown never left her face. Wrinkles indented themselves deeply into her forehead, around her eyes, and around her mouth; her skin was pasty white. 

She pretended to walk feebly; but when a neighbourhood child or dog was near her property she ran out screaming, wearing stodgy Victorian gowns, no skin showing but her face and hands. Her hair was always severely pulled back in a tight bun. 

Besides a cat or four, she disliked everyone. She made known she had cut her family out of her will. All her money would go to a stern Catholic congeragation she had terrorized since she was four. 

 An old trailer and burned-out truck from a cousin who had lived with her, remained on her lawn, even after the cousin disappeared. No one who entered Belinda’s house came back out, only her cats. 

 The neighbours thought this had been occurring for some three-hundred years, having heard the same stories from their great-grandparents and before. 

Was Belinda a ghost? A banchee? A witch? No one knew. But every now and then someone disappeared inside her doorway and everyone knew that person wouldn’t be returning. 

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