Sunday Writing: Poem – English Sonnet – “The Jungle Fight” #amwritingpoetry #SundayWriting


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this prompt.


“These mountains you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.” Najwa Zebian


Credit: MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie


They’re mountains that weigh, on my heart to slay;

To grieve me despite, all that’s suffered mute.

Pains of malice crawling, with pincers raze.

My eyes wander, collide with yours for clues.

How can we escape this unending hike?

Death march, end unknown; follow the leader.

Or, slip away through vapid mindless might;

Catch melodic tweets, delight a dreamer.

Let not endless trees’ tangle– no ‘good-death’;

Let not poison Venus shrill;

wildcat’s bite.

Leave heat-exhaustion, shallow fettered breath,

Pincers lingering, swipe through brushes –fight.

For we’re warriors fierce, Amazonian’s who thrive;

Not aimless birds, astray in shallow wilds.


©️Mandibelle16. (2019) All Rights Reserved.

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#OctPoWriMo Day 28/100 Word Wednesday: Poem – English Sonnet – “Eiffel Tower” #amwritingpoetry #100WordWednesday


For OctPoWriMo Day 28 the prompt is “a dilemma. A split path. A difficult choice. Maybe even a chasm or schism.I’ve combined this prompt with Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday photo prompt.


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Split as in — split as what? Split as lighted —

Towers as the Eiffel, divides night sky?

Split, you gleam luminescent sighted,

E’n from dim, breathless outer-space’s high.

Did you, majestic tower, split classes?

Levels of archaic demeaning,

Serf, merchants — the King’s ‘Tonne’ harassing.

No food, left starving; the tower stood gleaming.

A literal divide; noble heads rolled.

De Vince’s Masterpiece, a deep chasm?

Perhaps, it stands for more — collaboration?

Witless tyrants passed, yet the world spasms.

Eiffel bright, you’ve witnessed such great errors;

Hope people change — that we’re not all terrors.


©️Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

Music Challenge/ Photo Challenge: Poem – English Sonnet – “Softly She Remains” #amwriting #poetry #musicchallenge #photochallenge


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Music Challenge #31 and to Sarah from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Photo Challenge.


Credit: Mari Lazheva via Unsplash


Killing Me Softly” by the Fugees


Giselle is lost, that’s what they say, while I,

Lay in the abandoned pool, head bent.

I hum tunes here, no water brims; he died.

Thinking back; laughing at time’s memories spent.

Giselle, love! His sweet words still kill softly;

His gentle touch perceived pain, strummed music.

His guitar played songs we wove, sunken softly,

Water and tears drown, kisses, lyrics.

Nights under stars where our voices blended,

Giselle he moaned, as we mixed our sound.

But he’s gone; that truth pummels without end;

A love of teenage madness; our ship downed.

Killing me softly, he’s gone but I’m here;

Flushed with regret’s knife, he’s no longer near.


©Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

#NovemberNotes Day 8/Photo Challenge: Poem – English Sonnet – “How Sweet the Sound” #amwriting #poetry #photochalldnge


Today’s November Notes Prompt song for day 8 is “Broken Vessels” by Hillsong United. I’m combining the song Prompt with the NEKNEERAJ from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie weekly Photo Challenge.

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Broken Vessels” – Hillsong United

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“Oh I can see you now

Oh I can see the love in Your eyes

Laying yourself down

Raising up the broken to life

You take our failure

You take our weakness

You set Your treasure

In jars of clay

So take this heart, Lord

I’ll be Your vessel

The world to see

Your life in me

Amazing grace

How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me

I once was lost

But now I’m found

Was blind but now I see.”

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I know that everyone must one day go on,

And the love in your eyes, Lord it beckons.

You lay yourself down, we trampled your crown.

And you raised up pieces of hearts broken.

They thought your treasure was locked and vaulted,

That deeds, the law paved way to your glory.

Such grace in death your spirit undaunted,

You butchered death, wretches in Hell’s gory.

Amazing grace, the blind now see victory,

In time’s beginning, the clock stopped — you’d won,

We’re Jars of clay, holding your spoils; mystery —

That you were God, and human too, all in one.

People turn but you burn the veil, so none can hide,

Humans children, as your vessels revived.

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#NovemberNotes Day 1/ Sunday Writing Prompt: Poem – English Sonnet – “Take Me Back” #poetry #amwriting


Good Morning. For this month I will be finishing off OctPoWrMo and taking part in November Notes held by Sarah Doughty of Heart String Eulogies. For November 1st, the song is “The Night We Met” by Lord Huron. Also, I’m combining this prompt with Scribbler’s Dip Sunday Writing Prompt using the titles of 10 books (choosing 3) to describe. 


Raphael Fabricio Unsplash Night We Met
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 “The Night We Met” – Lord Huron 

Book Titles:

Milk and Honey

The Sun and Her Flowers 

We’ll All Be Burnt in Our Beds Some Nights

My Husband’s Wife 

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Life in the land of Milk And Honey is sweet, 

Sweeter yet we’re the night’s we were complete. 

Lacing are hands and arms, dreams replete, 

So take me back to the night that we met. 

Sometimes I had most of you maybe not all, 

Sometimes bits and pieces holding their thrall. 

I wanted more of you — not your regret, 

So take me back to the night that we met. 

We’re [Both] Burnt in Our Beds Some Nights grieving,

Being your Husband’s Wife, you’ll never leave. 
But The Sun and Her Flowers call, daylight sets, 
So take me back to the night that we met. 

Once I had all of you, most nights confessed, 

So take me back to the night that we met. 

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Music Prompt: Poem – English Sonnet – “Whisky in The Jar-O Please”  #amwriting #musicchallenge #poetry 


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting last Friday’s Music Prompt: “Whiskey In the Jar” performed by Metallica. 

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Credit: GQ – Best Way to Drink Whiskey – http://www.pinterest.com

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Whiskey In The Jar” sung by Metallica 

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Up the Cork and Kerry Mountains to find, 

Captain Farrell, money in vault to hide. 

Highway man with pistol and rapier, 

Sending him home for the devil to take. 

All his money in saddle bags hidden, 

To home for the highway man hard ridden. 

Said she would love me, never would she leave, 

Molly in bed; man there, now dead bleeding. 

Still to her chambers, go I, highway man, 

Drunk; money to mask and Molly to take. 

Captain Farrell riding up, shooting guns, 

Aiming both barrels; now in prison flung. 

Wish for Molly’s chambers to romp, yet she —

deceived; more, whiskey in the jar-O, please 🥃 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

Sunday Photo Fiction: Poem – English Sonnet – “Desolation Of The Flames” #poetry #flashfiction #amwriting #music


Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting SPF.

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Credit: A Mixed Bag

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My teary eyes on the buildings below, 

Keeping careful watch o’r those homeless souls.

And since the sky is filled with fire and with smoke.

Praying, keep careful watch o’r forlorn folk.

If we die in fire, keep us together, 

Flames swirling higher, stairs filled with smoke, soon –

Rising farther into the night sky bright, 

Watch flames burn stronger, apartment alight. 

I see fire, fire in our whole home; Such fire

I can’t even breathe; I see fire, can’t respire.

There’s fire hollows my soul, blood curdling free, 

All smoke, no breeze, hope they’ll remember me. 

And if we should die tonight, we’ll both burn, 

Raise glasses of wine, ’till we don’t feel spurned. 

Calling Lord Father, prepare us as thee will, 

Watch the flames burn our home, neighbours heard scream. 

Confined in building blocks, enclosed, we’re remains

No fireman came, desolation it stays

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Based off the lyrics by Ed Sheeran’s song “Fire” from The Hobbit movies. I played with the lyrics for this prompt. 

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“Fire” – Ed Sheeran 

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November Notes: Poem – Day 14 – English Sonnet – “In Jealousy” #amwriting #writing #poetry #music 


Today’s song prompt is “Tenerife Sea” by Ed Sheeran.

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“Tenerife Sea” – Ed Sheeran

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Credit: Exes Archive – Classic 105

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He looked at her, in her awful dress; he —

Told her, the way her hair fell was pretty.

He never noticed me, my jealousy. 

All he saw was her; their love made him witty. 

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He was joyful around her, said forget —

Lies people tell, talking behind their back. 

Envious I spread more discord, I was set —

To move in; that Beth, she was such a brat.

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He liked me first, but then he saw sweet Beth, 

Told her: “If she’s the last thing he should see–

He wouldn’t be sad, forget or regret; 

[I bawled] she was all he would ever need.” 

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Her eyes were the the blue of the Tenerife Sea, 

Envy upset me; he loved Beth —not me. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved. 


#OctPoWriMo – Day 16 – English Sonnet – “Love Your Wife and Her Cooking” #amwriting #poetry


Day 16 Prompt: Savoury 

According to Merriam-Webster dictionary, savory is defined as: a : piquantly pleasant to the mind <a savory triumph>b : morally exemplary c : pleasing to the sense of taste especially by reason of effective seasoning d : pungently flavorful without sweetness.” 

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You say it’s delicious, you haven’t tasted, 

Anything as savoury as this food. 

 Your words need changing, not to be wasted, 

On food of women, snuck in your bedroom. 

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I’ll help you understand, I’m not one to be —

Crossed; when you don’t come home I wonder where, 

Who you’ve been with? I cook dinner fancy, 

Your favorite foods, savoury taste, you swear.

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But this night has been waiting; I’m scared, 

Tired, always being second, to some whore. 

Eat food and choke; poisoned you’re most aware, 

Should’ve been home; other men me adored. 

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Were you ashamed of your own wife you wed?

You cared not for me; fortunes mine –you’re dead. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved. 

#OctPoWriMo – Day 3 – English Sonnet – “Cerulean Sparkle” #amwriting #poetry 


Day 3: Sparkle

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Such eyes have you, cerulean orbs bright, 

Eyes which catch mine and so delight those near.

A sparkle, a glimmer of crystalline caught time, 

Lashes long, dark, thick, too pretty I fear.

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When we were young, the boys teased you meanly, 

Not realizing how, the ladies would tremble so now.

When you smiled at them, your eyes blue gleaming. 

Your eyes fix me curious –come here now.

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My eyes gleam, meet yours, we know not others, 

Just us two exist, not women flaunting. 

You roll your eyes, their antics they smother, 

Sparkling cerulean blue, wanting. 

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Hands held and clasped, conversation relaxed, 

Words between us enchant, softly we laugh. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.