Poem: Free Verse – “Goodbye My Friend”


It’s difficult the right words,

Telling you, through eyes blurred.

Expressing how much you are loved,

Though, your end has come, beloved.

Never forgotten, you were my inspiration,

Who I aspired to be like, as life caused fascination,

As I came upon new ideas, people, and friendships.

Learned to adore life; however, life came I worship,

Thank God each and every day I’m alive and well.

Yet, I do despair, I won’t lie; they’re are days life’s hell.

But I grow and as I experience pain and frustration,

Hoping in my mind this gives me more trust, 

That my relation to people everywhere can be aided,

Because I have a new understanding from my times shaded.

Everyone knows life is more perspiration,

Hardwork and enterprise, even when we’re experiencing inspiration.

I’m not afraid of working hard,

Though my body give out and shatter in shards,

Glass-like, crystalline, fragile I’ve become,

But there is strength and pride in the broken,

Living life, it’s all I can do, without you —

Do you comprehend, I must go on my own, I do —

Realize  you’re hurting, but I cannot take your pain,

It makes you wiser and doesn’t end with me insane.

By now you see, what’s not meant, cannot be.

Go my friend and be free.

Love anew and find a purpose,

Something with money, you cannot purchase.

Imagination is spinning me, into new worlds.

New fascinations with words and dreams swirl.

Moving in life the best we can,

We can dream, and we can plan,

Life is always a surprise in the end,

Saying goodbye, my goodwill send.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

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Poem: Rondeau – “Rise Above it All.”


A Rondeau is a French form, 15 lines long, consisting of three stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a sestet with a rhyme scheme as follows: aabba aabR aabbaR. Lines 9 and 15 are short – a refrain (R) consisting of a phrase taken from line one. The other lines are longer (but all of the same metrical length).

Please see Shadow Poetry for more information.
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1 Aspire to rise above it all; dream,

2 Only the rise and fall of breath seem,

3 Real, vital, required, live a song,

4 Perhaps, we can do more than long,

5 Believe, sip, drink shifting sun beams.

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6 Shadows hover, light inside gleams.

7 More of your tight hugs, I can dream.

8 Shifting darkness, your lies wrong.

9 Rise above it all.

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10 Crossing rapids in waters, I glean.

11 Useful thrilling of sights unseen.

12 I can wish, time apart not long,

13 Time enough to echo what is wrong,

14 Time, brings together, a seem.

15  Rise above it all.
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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Beneath the Stairs.


“Carissa can you come see me in the basement?” Kathy, Carissa’s mother calls to her daughter, my niece.

” I’ll be here when you get back,” I tell Carissa who shakes her head.

” I don’t like the basement” she says, “There’s a monster and he hides under the stairs. He is going to eat us.”If only the monsters in real-life were as harmless as the one’s Carissa sees.

“I’ll go down the stairs with you and we can both look to see if there’s a monster there okay?” I tell Carissa who nods her head. It seemed like a good idea at the time . . .

I take Carissa’s hand and we both descend the stairs.We listen for Kathy. I notice the light bulbs as they flicker on and off. “Kathy?” I call out and Carissa’s grip tightens. She is staring  at a dark mass beneath the stairs. I use my Iphone as light to better see.

Beneath the stairs I scream. I have never seen such demonic eyes and large teeth. Kathy’s blood pools at my feet. I hold my arm out to Carissa, “Go, take my phone Carissa. You know how to use it.Call 911. Call Daddy.”

Carissa runs up the stairs and I absorb the pain of sharp teeth and the foul stench of breath.

Word Count: 206

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