#OctPoWriMo Day 29/Three Line Tales: Poem — Lunes – “Cascading HeartBeats”#amwritingpoetry #3LineTales


For OctPoWriMo Day 29 the prompt is the meaning of numbers. Also, combining with Sonya of Only 100 Words #3LineTales. I’ve a actually 6 lunes, but, oh well.


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Strumming notes; beats pulsing inside,

Guitar picks busted.

Fingers burn, keening rhythmic tunes.

*****

My instrument sings electronic meaning,

Strums touch inside;

Travellers dreaming, tapping toes, humming.

*****

I awaken, each morning crooning;

Records propped behind,

Writing mine; melodious notes capturing.

*****

I’ve got soul, I’ve crescendoing —

Harmony, musical concertos;

Promenading strangers, remember my anthem.

*****

Sweet words of dew glisten,

Off velvet tongue;

Butter melting, heartbeats propelled, lingering.

*****

Life lyrics, haunting, melding euphoria;

Hope sung, understanding —

Echoes; anthem compels cascading heartbeats.

*****


©️Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

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Music Challenge/Saturday Mix: Poem – Trois-Par-Huit – “Sleep in Bliss” #amwritingpoetry #MusicChallenge #SaturdayMix #MLMM


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Music Challenge #34, “Hey Jude” by the Beatles. Also, thanks to Sarah of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Saturday Mix, Lucky Dip. For August 25th, she challenged us to write poetry in the form of trios-par-Huit.


“The Trois-par-Huit was created by Lorraine M. Kanter.

Trois-par-Huit (Three-by-Eight or Octa-Tri for short), a poem containing three stanzas of 3, 3 and 2 lines OR 3, 2 and 3 lines: 8 lines total with a syllable count of 3, 6, 9, 12, 12, 9, 6, 3. The rhyming pattern is AAB BBC CC where the last line is the title of the poem and summarizes the meaning of the poem. *Note: These poems are to appear center aligned. (www.shadowpoetry.com)


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Hey Jude” by The Beatles


Remember,

Your heart cannot pretend;

So much is possible; you’ve found her.

*****

Don’t let yourself down, she’s a ray of light profound;

The minute you let her in, you’ll feel better now.

Let the light gleam, grab hands and persist.

*****

Her small sighs consistent;

Sleep in bliss.


©️Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

#dVerse Poetics Pub: Poem – Bop – “Praying Sick” #amwritingpoetry


Thanks to Gospel Isosceles from #dVerse Poetics Pub, for hosting Poetics on a Loop. Today’s sad theme:


“This day, September 11, will always be a dizzying one for how it comes around on the calendar and slings us, willingly or not, back to that fateful day in world history. What better place to convene than at the concentric point of the dVerse Poets Pub and share our own histories?”


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“Praying” – Kesha


I was but fourteen, sick at home that day,

Awoke 9:00 a.m., as the news displayed —

Twin towers crumpling as tissue aflame;

Planes smashing, last calls to loved ones made.

I was fourteen, I didn’t understand,

Rage, hate, of Fundamental Jihadists.

Where were you that day? I was praying sick.

Rocks thumped in my chest, a call to my mom,

Such shock, abhorrence for those who cared for none.

As twin-towers burned and smouldered ash,

Desperate lives hurling, choosing their death path.

I’ve nightmares, still; they split as sweet melons,

Their persistent echo lives; to death they fell.

Airplanes twisting towers; last phone calls Home,

Death from above, bitter mournful moans.

Where were you that day? I was praying sick.

Seventeen-years, some wounds they’ll never heal,

But hero’s arise from each fight revealed.

None foresaw — but the firemen kept working,

Aiding everyone escaping the berserk.

And high on the planes people overpowered,

Redirected flights, died to give others hours.

Where were you that day? I was praying sick.


©️Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

Three Line Tales/ #TaleWeavers / #MusicChallenge: Poem – Bop – “Doorway to Home” #amwriting #poetry #3LineTales


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales. Also, thanks to Michael of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie and his Tale Weaver Prompt of “time’s up,” literally or figuratively in a piece 500 to 600 words at most. A triple combo for this one with MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Music Challenge and the song “Hope in the Air (I Speak Because I Can)” by Laura Marling.


Credit: Sonya


Hope in the Air (I Speak Because I Can” by Laura Marling


Time’s a limited but precious present,

So, never squander it so hesitant.

Don’t be an old man with words lost to the sea,

Say what you truly mean, set your soul free.

Don’t let the end come your wasp’s tongue too numb,

Don’t fear my next visit, your mind and ears dumb.

Learn — never forget to hope against hope;

Spend not life somber, your last line’s aren’t wrote.

Hope’s Air and Water; your doorway to Home.

Men may fall graceless when easily provoked,

They’ll stumble, choke as life’s gift is revoked.

Death’s the end for all, one day the reaper;

Face me not with fear, I’m your soul’s keeper.

I come not with curses for those who’ve kept faith,

I’m no doom-ridden creeper nor dark wraith.

So, fear me not, live your life full and whole;

Shrink not — fear your evil deeds, those woeful.

Hope’s Air and Water; your doorway to Home.

So, don’t give in; pull your boots up, hold —

Onto your candle, its flame’s spreading bold.

I can’t save a soul, with good deeds or gold,

I can share His light; it burns but He’ll mold —

You up-right when your wax melts, and you wane.

Before it’s done believe, gleam bright with God’s hope.

Hope’s Air and Water; your doorway to Home.

******


©️Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

Music Challenge/Photo Challenge: Poem – Wrapped Refrain (1) – “ A Fallen Star’s Quest” #amwriting #poetry #musicchallenge #photochallenge


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Music Challenge #32 on the song “Moon River”sung by Audrey Hepburn. Also, thanks to NEKNEERAJ of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Photo Challenge.


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Falling blaze of light, night faerie,

With feathered puff wings she tarries.

Downy angel of stardust sent,

After the Moon Rivers descent.

Wider than a mile it bubbles,

Cutting past her legs stumbling.

She lifts feathers to fly, but her wings are weights, ball and chains set;

Sunshine hair in her eyes she smiles, but her feet lurch dirt wet.

*****

As the moon’s orb casts brilliant beams,

Directs a path she deftly gleans.

Her body trembles winter cold,

Winds chilling skin; for she’s been told —

When to earth she fell, she chose weak;

To no more be a star so sweet.

Her wings disassemble, feathers as snowflakes fall, flutter;

Mud sucks her feet; she’s a once gleaming bird wingless, sputtering.

*****

Dimmed star, broken-hearted lover;

She seeks a soul; he loved her ‘bove.

She treads his way, an innocent,

Not knowing human sorrow’s pins;

Her wisdom lost, but she peers and waits.

Branches rustle, spirit engaged;

Perfection fumbles in girlish form, black-hole discovering —

A quest; she’s swept down Moon River, crazy truth uncovered.

*****

Stardust child with heart unchanging,

Rides a rainbow’s trail on the chase.

She’ll find him; he’ll gentle whisper,

Asking why she became a wisp.

She’s down Moon River full of angst,

Though, with her wings she scaled its banks.

With tears of joy on petal skin, she’s found her dream-maker;

Her heart sparks; he bends to carry a star home, she’s quaking.

*****

Their two drifters mingling swiftly,

Rising to wander the world’s mists.

Places of wonder that light her eyes,

Thunder breaks, in terror she cries.

They’re a duo with each other —

For but a lifetime’s sacred vows.

In years, the nebula rekindles shines with her soul twin;

Falling blazes, light ethereal, on infant wings both spin.

*****


©Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

Music Challenge #30 / Three Line Tales: Poem – Lunes – “Owning that Night” #amwriting #poetry #musicchallenge #3LineTales #MLMM


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales. Combining with this week’s Music Challenge by MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie and the song “We Owned the Night”by Lady A.


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We Owned the Night” – Lady Antebellum


Craving skin sticking; recalling hurts,

Owning that night,

Lips dribbling sensuous enthralling words.

*****

You were my electric vision,

Owning that night,

Your purest beauty, stunned alive.

*****

Twirling, wine-wrecked your dress,

Owning that night,

Never forgetting tangled-sheet memories.

*****


©Mandibelle16.(2018) All Rights Reserved.

Three Line Tales: Fiction – The Runner #amwriting #fiction


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


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I blink awake to the lapping water as its tune resonates splashed against my skin, and when I gulp my protein shake; I breathe in liquid air and run. On the street-way cannel, the slide and slip of the tide is music, a rhythm I hum; I inhale the salt air as my sweat drips in the morning. I’m rounding the corner, acknowledging neighbors revving the engines of their boats for the cafes or market; I dive off the farthest dock and swim home — my morning training complete.


©Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

Photo Challenge/Poet’s Pub: Poem – Quadrille – “Un-Muddle” #amwriting #poetry #dVerse #photochallenge


Thanks to NEKNEERAJ from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for hosting the Photo Challenge. I’m combining with Whimsy Ghizmo’s #dVerse Poet’s Pub Quadrille challenge on the word muddle — to confuse.


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“Bring Me To Life” by Evanescence


How you stare,

Inside my soul.

Nothingness overtakes,

My core.

Where’s my soul?

My will to heal?

My ill —

Pours out, revealed.

Lead me back,

No more self-scorn,

Self-inflicted demons;

Breathe your soul,

Into mine.

Relieve confusion;

Bring me to life.

Let me not —

Deteriorate.

Let my life,

Not be undone;

Radiate warmth,

Un-muddle me.


©Mandibelle16.(2018) All Rights Reserved.

#NaPoWriMo Day 23/ 100 Word Wednesday: Poem – Free Verse – “Nightly Rebirth” #amwriting #poetry #100WordWednesday


For NaPoWriMo Day 23 the prompt is: Today, is to “write a poem based in sound. The poem, for example, could incorporate overheard language. Perhaps it could incorporate a song lyric in some way, or language from something often heard spoken aloud.”

I’m combining with #100WordWednesday Week 68 by Bikurgurl.


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The lights flick on tonight,

They echo amidst the streets.

Cars trailing exhaust as rubber grinds,

Zooming off into the night,

Stars blaring, their peacefulness overpowered by —

Flashing lights and strong voices.

Mixed together, some a cacophony,

Some a flowing symphony.

Girls laughing in the bathroom,

Slicking on gloss, smacking their lips.

Men’s voices rumble, lined up at the bar,

Gruff with meaningless discussion,

Jokes interspersed with loud laughter.

Glasses clink and drinks rush,

Pouring cranberry juice and vodka,

A whizz of ginger ale popping;

Scotch on the rocks knocking,

The suck of lemons from tequila shots.

Hoots, cheers, and whistles,

The whoosh of the puck in the net,

A slap-shot slams, a snapshot of time clicks.

Others banter, search for twilight patios,

Voices a “Mmmm,” as steak’s devoured.

Trendy appetizers, the crack of lobster shells.

Drinks raised ‘Slante,’ and with the beat,

The thump of the music a steady rhythm,

A driven rap-beat, a sonorous divas addition,

Soft-heated lyrics, a hopeful passage;

A shiver and, “Ah,” as favorite songs roll on.

The DJ keeps playing,

Sweat-slicked bodies brush past each other,

Hands sweep past bodies, and nobody cares,

In the sultry muggy air inside,

Or the warm sweet-air outside, night’s sigh.

No one can hear,

But the glimmer of voices are never hushed;

On the streets lit up,

Lights reviving a city, a nightly rebirth.


©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved.

#NaPoWriMo Day 19/Music Challenge: Poem: Lunes – “How You Speak to Her” #amwriting #musicchallenge #poetry #MLMM


For #NaPoWriMo Day 19 the Prompt is: “to write a paragraph that briefly recounts a story, describes the scene outside your window, or even gives directions from your house to the grocery store. Now try erasing words from this paragraph to create a poem or, alternatively, use the words of your paragraph to build a new poem.”

Also, combining with MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Music Challenge #24 Tim McGraw and Faith Hill’s song, “Speak To A Girl.”


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Tim McGraw & Faith Hill – “Speak To A Girl”


“Cause that’s how you talk to a woman, that’s how you speak to a girl. / That’s how you get with a lady who’s worth more than anything in your whole world. / You better respect your Mama, respect the hell out of her. / ‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman, that’s how you speak to a girl./ That’s how you speak to, speak to her.”


Talk to a woman?

To impress?

Respect her and listen.

*****

Speak to a girl? Find —

A lady,

Worth your entire world?

*****

Then, respect Mama;

Respect her,

Like hell, so you’ll learn.

*****

That’s how you love a —

Woman, by —

How you speak to her.

*****


©Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.