#OctPoWriMo Day 17/Music Challenge: Poem – Free Verse – “Light Up” #amwriting #poetry #musicchallenge 


OctPoWriMo Day 17 has a prompt of writing only a 50 Word Poem. I’m combining the prompt with MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie’s Music Prompt on Snow Patrol’s  song “Run.”

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Snow Patrol – “Run”

Light up light up, because you have a choice, 

Your the only thing right in my hopeless world. 

We’ll make it, so light up, light up, my dear. 

Louder, louder, running towards our lives, 

Even if you can’t speak, I’ll bring luminescence.

Light up, light up, have faith, have heart light up. 
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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

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Friday Fictioneer: Lying In The Grass #amwriting #nonfiction #flashfiction #fiction #philosophy 


Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting FF.

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Credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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I’m lying in the summer grass. Above me the sky appears as if the heavens are opening. Perhaps brilliant marshmallow clouds behold some greater being, a creator with vision and design? There has to be more to humanity than our randomness in the world. I think that we all have a place, a reason, a purpose. We aren’t accidental and are made specifically to be ‘us.’

It’s a relief the hot sun is blocked by the clouds but I can see the light peeking through as if the sky has provided me an inkling of celestial luminescence. But maybe the sky is only the sky and I’m personifying my beliefs and feelings? But then, maybe faith and the existence of God is demonstrated most superbly by the the earth, nature, and tiny glimpses of gloriousness seen lying in the grass.

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Poem: Wrapped Refrain – “Forbidden.”


What is a wrapped refrain? A poem created by Jan Turner, consisting of 2 or more stanzas of 6 lines each with the rhyme scheme of a,a,b,b,c,c. and syllable counts: 8,8,8,8,12,12, where the first 4 syllables of the first line must repeat as the last 4 syllables of the last line, thus creating a refrain.

Thanks to Moon Skittles for information on this poetry form.

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Commiserate, here with the sound,

Engrossed by obscure visions found,

Entranced by the consuming,

The glow of esconced words luming,

A treasure of enumerable value locked in kind,

With the resilience of the memories she did find.

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Unawares of surroundings,

Luminescence on the groundlings,

Pronounced prose by her spirit’s intent,

To immerse and beguile, and not present.

How her eyes flash brilliantly, an enchantment hidden,

Commiserating, absorbing, looks forbidden.

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