A L' Arora, Event, My Thoughts, NaPoWriMo, Nature, Nonfiction, Poetry, Quotes, Writing, Writing Challenges

Day 5 – NaPoWriMo/A to Z Challenge: Poem – A L’Arora – “Steps To Eternity” #amwriting #poetry #NaPoWriMo #AtoZchallenge


For Day 5, the NaPoWriMo poetry prompt is ” to write a poem that is based in the natural world: it could be about a particular plant, animal, or a particular landscape. But it should be a slice of the natural world that you have personally experienced and optimally, one that you have experienced often.” The accompanying A to Z Challenge today starts with a GoodRead’s author’s quote, with a name beginning with the letter E.


Forest Pathway NaNo
Credit: http://www.combiboilersleeds.com

“I’d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.” ― Emma Goldman


*****

Down the path of foliage, between all the trees,

It’s where I find my space, my home sweet home.

There’s something about crisp green leaves,

Wet after the rain, while the dew clings, not letting go.

With road passing through, steps to eternity,

Enthrall me in summer’s breath, the scent of the morning,

Let me stay in mother nature, her security.

*****

Tree branches entwining, limbs gripped with passion,

Used to the presence of parallel lovers.

They’re completely attached, unwilling to let go,

Nymphs holding fast, enraptured with each other,

With the road passing through, steps to eternity, 

Absorbing the thrill of the mid-summer fairy dance.

Let me stay in mother nature, her security.

*****

Some brilliant reckless person crafted this road,

Travelers speeding through trees, guarding the sacred path.

Some pause knowing they’ve discovered sanctuary,

Freedoms breeze, they’ll stop to admire the sentinels guarding.

With the road passing through, steps to eternity,

A place where verdant nature, holds a secret prosperity.

Let me stay in mother nature, her security.

*****

For hours I’ve wandered through lush trees,

Delicate roses growing, shadowed by dripping leaves.

Overcome am I, by epic beauty, of roses sweetly pink,

Crushing them in my hands, to absorb the memories.

With the road passing through, steps to eternity.

Inhaling the fragrance of aspiring life, in roses soft,

Let me stay in mother nature, her security. 

*****

img_3553-1

img_3552-6


©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved.

Fiction, Flash Fiction, Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer, History, My Thoughts, Nature, Nonfiction, Religion/Morality, Travel, Writing, Writing Challenges

Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: A Force of Life #flashfiction #amwriting #nature


Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting FFftAW.

——–

Credit: Tim Livingston of TheForesterArtist

——–

It’s the lushest rainforest I’ve ever seen. If one could say Mother Nature had a life force it would be here, hidden within this vibrant foliage. For me green is the color of life and I think of the exotic creatures found here and I understand why environmentalists are vehemently protecting a forest full of wild animals and their habitats.

To imagine this brilliant life force gone would be painful. There is an ache in my heart picturing the dustlands of a destroyed forest, where nothing can regrow because of how horibly the soil has eroded, stripped of trees. Seeing this century old car buried randomly makes me curious of how the car ended up here; I imagine it’s a fabulous tale. But there’s no one here to tell that story, only me, and miles of greenery. Here in the womb of Mother Nature, one could disappear.

——-

©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved.

Short Stories And Serial Stories, Writing

Beware of Dark Places


There are certain places a woman avoids in the dark. She might choose a lighted pathway on the sidewalk rather than a dark alley. She also might avoid walking home on the river valley trails late at night. Both are places women are often attacked or are just plain scary to be walking out late in.

Sidney didn’t care too much for her own safety. She often worked late into the evening as a legal assistant. She walked home every night no matter how late it was. She wasn’t afraid of the vagrants who roamed the streets at night and didn’t believe because some guy was walking behind her, he was out to get her. Generally, Sidney might be right in assuming she was safe walking home alone through river valley trails in the dark. She was only fifteen minutes from her apartment.

But there are things out there that are unesplicabley evil. People or creatures who prey upon the innocent and the ignorant. Sidney was both.

She was crossing the street from the sidewalks lit by lamps to the off leash trails in the park. Every now and then she would see a dog and it’s owners and they would wave and pass her by. But as she went deeper onto the gravel trail a strange sense of foreboding overtook her. The hair on Sidney’s nape prickled and her eyes searched the foliage for some form of life.

Suddenly, a large white northern dog took off down the trail nearly knocking her over. He pushed into her and whimpered. In barks and howls he talked to her, nosing her away from the trail and back the way she’d came. But Sidney crooned to the dog petting her and said: ” Oh it’s alright girl. Are you lost? Want to come home with me tonight? Maybe will find your owner on the way?”

The dog put up his ears as if he was listening before his ears went back and a deep growl came from his throat. Sidney backed away but the furry white dog went in front of her. He was trying to protect Sidney. But Sidney only paused a second before shaking her head at the dog and continued her way down the off leash trail. She stared back at the white dog who refused to come with her and was almost at the trails end when someone stepped out a few feet ahead of her in the darkness.

Sidney had never been afraid of the darkness on the trails. But the incident with the dog had made her heart pound loudly against her chest. And as she stared at the person she could barely see infront of her, all the warnings about strangers and dark places came into her mind unbidden.

The person was not moving from the place he stood on the trail. Sidney could tell it was a he from the person’s large stature and how tall he was. She casually reached for her iPhone illuminating the path slightly and ready to call 911 should she need to. “Hello” she ventured “was that your dog that came down the trail. She was a large white one, maybe a husky or some breed like that?”

The stranger walked closer and Sidney held her breath. The light from her phone illuminated the large man in a hoody now so close to her she could smell his cologne. He was what she would consider hot in a different situation. But his eyes were so dark that his pupils seemed too large. He took off his hood and Sidney saw he had short-cropped black hair. He had yet to answer Sidney and she was feeling scared. She was about to run for home when the stranger put a strong hand on her arm and smiled at her.

Sidney blew out a breath and tried to break free of the man’s grip but she couldn’t. She began to struggle and he gripped her other arm too.”Let me go!” She shouted and screamed until she was hoarse. The man only smiled alarmingly at her. Her Iphone fell from her manacled sweaty hand.

” Are you done?” He asked quietly. She shook her head and tried digging her nails into his arm but he didn’t budge. “That wasn’t my dog Sidney” the man said “but it was a good opportunity to go back and take a taxi.” Sidney stood in shock, a tear escaped her eye. “We should get going” he said.

“What, where?” Sidney cried. “How do you know my name?”

He shrugged.  “We’re going to my place” he rasped. And before her eyes the man transformed into a giant creature, half eagle and half beast. He scooped Sidney up with his claws and she screamed and cried as they flew through the air and into the ever-deepening night.