Three Line Tales: Poem – Lunes – “Tremendous Harm” #amwriting #poetry #3LineTales


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales.

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Floating near, pink and bright, 

Bubblegum tips that, 

Sting, bite, cause such suffering

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I only wished to observe, 

How pink goes,

Unseen, un-attacked within jewel-blue oceans. 

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Then, I felt your unforgiving, 

Stings, realizing then, 

Bubblegum jellyfishes cause tremendous harm. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

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100 Word Wednesday: Fishing for Life #amwriting #poetry #100WordWednesdays 


Thanks to Bikurgurl for hosting #100WordWednesdays.

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We live along the river in delapitated shanties. At sunrise we sleepily pull on our rubber boots and checked flannel shirts. It’s late fall and the days are chillier. It doesn’t mean we can’t fish, but the joy of a temperate summer is a distant memory. Gone are the laughter filled nights of plentiful fish, drinking rice wine until midnight. 

Harsh temperatures have arrived. Our mornings are early so we can chase the waning light. Evening arrives and the catch is not terrible but not plentiful. The fish at this time of year are wiggly and stronger. 

I shiver in the morning light, winter’s stinging winds drawing near. Soon the river will be coated with ice. Then, all we can do is drill a hole and hope for something to bite — anything.

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Tale Weavers: Poem – Ninefold – “Snow and Spirit” #amwriting #poetry #taleweavers 


The prompt for last week’s Tale Weaver is outside your front door. Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting.

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Outside the door, the snow blows so cold, 

Shivering turning our faces too bold;

Seeing beauty of the white world old. 

Here the winds bite at our skin, they turn —
Bare skin numb in seconds outside learn —

For now stay inside be warm discern

The soft fragility floating round air, 

Calls to our soul, beyond reason to care, 

Find peace and in Christmas spirit share. 

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#OctPoWriMo – Day 7 – Rondel – “The Chocolate Death” #amwriting #poetry #chocolate


Day 7 Prompt: Tasty

“Free write for ten minutes around the word tasty, try some word association, where does it lead – To a memory as a child with the first bite to your favorite food? To a moment when you cooked your first meal? Dig deep and allow your words to flow.”
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Delicacies on my lips land, 

Smoothly sumptuous ambrosia. 

Chocolate soft inside so rich, not bland. 

Sweet, dark sensuous aroma. 

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Moist soft cake, creamy center grand. 

Icing with cocoa, melts just so, 

Delicacies on my lips land, 

Smoothly sumptuous ambrosia. 

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Chocolate intense taste I understand, 

Crumbs of cake near mouth, eating slow.

One more bite, save for tomorrow, 

Devoured, pleasure sweet, on hand.

Delicacies on my lips land. 

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Rondel: 

“A French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats.” 

Please see Shadow Poetry for more information. 

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Poem: Lune (5,3,5) – ” Butterflies Don’t Pass” #wordhighjuly


Day 1: July 1 ( Canada Day.)

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Your thoughts are distinctive, 

Eyes crystal blue, 

Noticing everything and seeing truth.

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Your words are ambrosia sweet, 

Delight to taste, 

Chocolate brownies bite by bite.

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Scent of Jasmine on your, 

T-shirt I keep,

Smell of wood, of earth.

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Strong built muscles lift close, 

Skin delicate and, 

Smooth meeting skin of yours.

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Through the senses we absorb,

Each other and, 

Kiling assaults me, tiny terror.

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Years pass, the butterflies don’t, 

I hold our, 

Love; nurture, its growth flourishes.

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Poem: Mirrored Refrain – ” Babe to Little Girl”


Thank you to The Daily Post for the prompt words: Playful,Smooth,and Connected.


Baby Girl
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Softest, palest skin, girl with bright blue eyes,

Tiny, huddled, swaddled in blankets tight.

Gossamer fabrics, plush and fluffy, hide.

Smooth, delicate artistry; babe thrives.


Connection between child and mother strong,

Small babe in pink, flaxen blond hair curls.

Smooth delicate artistry; babe thrives,

Gossamer fabrics, plush and fluffy, hide.


Developing, playful; peering, curious eyes,

Sits up on Mama’s lap; with head up right.

Gossamer fabrics, plush and fluffy, hide,

Smooth delicate artistry; babe born, thrives.


Seated in bumbo, gurgling smile, laughs,

Lifted into the air, Dad’s hands girl whirls,

Smooth delicate artistry; babe thrives,

Gossamer fabrics, plush and fluffy, hide.


Time to crawl around, then up on her feet,

Flaxen hair lengthens, tiny teeth start to bite.

Gossamer fabrics, plush and fluffy, hide,

Smooth and delicate artistry; babe thrives.


Independence forms, play-dates, swimming lessons,

Not a baby long; connects with other girls.

Smooth and delicate artistry; babe thrives,

Gossamer fabrics, plush and fluffy, hide.


Away to playschool and kindergarten,

Babe a moment; small girl in Mama’s sight.

Gossamer fabrics, plush and fluffy, hide,

Smooth and delicate artistry; babe thrives.


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