Day 25 – NaPoWriMo/A to Z Challenge/Writing Prompt: Poem – Cascading Etherees — “The Urn, Death, and the Light” #poetry #NaPoWriMo #AtoZChallenge #WritingChallenge 


Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is a “challenge you to write a poem that explores a small, defined space.” For A to Z Challenge the GoodRead’s Quote author has a name beginning with letter V. Im going two work in the Prompt from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Prompt from last week of a letter to death

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Credit: Tomb of Wayfaring Soul

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It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live.” ― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

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Such a tiny space I’ve ended in,

No satin lining, pillow, or light. 

Shelved next to others kept, 

Hear in this wall, directed, 

The family not to pay for, 

More than an urn, 

But why, ask I, 

Am I in, 

This wall, 

Left.

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It’s, 

Easy,

To understand, 

You didn’t want me —

Reminding  you, who I —

Used to be alive and whole. 

That my ashes in an urn could,

Easily fall, ending up on the floor. 

I’m wondering death, if you laugh at this? 

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If you comprehend my annoyance clear, 

That my ashes weren’t scattered far  —

Into the park, the Off-leash trails, 

Or into the water, 

To a place of peace. 

No walls for me, 

Take my remains, 

Death, cast them —

To the, 

Wind. 

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At, 

First I, 

Had many, 

Questions, 

But I knew you took, 

All you needed of, 

What was left of me. 

And we’re no longer foes who are — 

Bound to time; so you explain the whys,

Fill in the wherefores, gazing ahead soft. 

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Kingdom of light, love, facing the Heavens,

Death says this is the right place and —

I pray he isn’t wrong, for all —

Is revealed here in the —

House me Father built. 

His mansion with —

Many rooms for —

The faithful, 

Those souls, 

Won. . 

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So, 

Death you —

Have not your, 

Victory. 

Death you have no sting, 

And in eternity, 

All questions are answered, 

Tranquility comes knowing, 

The reason for everything —

The cross on Calvery, God’s love divine. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Art in the Eye of the Beholder. 


” So what do you think?” Paul asked his husband. “It’s a print of a famous painting and the ocean and sky is calm and relaxing. You don’t like it?”

Trevor looked at the print hung over their bed: “Paul, it’s a print. I think if you’re going to buy a copy of a painting, you should at least buy a copy which is actually painted. This is a poster, how much did you pay for it?” Paul smiled with strain.

“Oh, it was only a cheap print framed. Maybe, we can go find an actual painting soon. I only thought this was a serene piece of art perfect for a bedroom.” Paul said sounding hurt.

Trevor sighed deeply; he hated it when Paul made him feel guilty.

“The ocean and the sky are serene but we could go down Whyte Ave this week during Art Walk and find an original actual painting, while supporting local artists. I’m sure a peaceful ocean and sky will be a common theme.” Trevor remarked, trying to convince Paul’s high taste.

Paul grinned.”That sounds fantastic! There is this great restaurant where they have real Italian food on Whyte and…” 

Trevor tuned Paul out and flicked on the TV opposite the ocean print. An NFL game was on; true art, Trevor thought with a grin.

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Thanks to Roger Shipp for hosting FFftPP each Friday.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

Sunday Photo Fiction – Part 3 – Fatal Attraction


Part 2: Locked Up

Allie sat a square wooden table in her prison while Jax (her captor) stared at his intricate watch. She wasn’t sure how she was going to help Jax get Cassandra Everett, in fact, she didn’t want to aid him at all.

Allie had grown up with Cassandra and considered her a good friend. Graham (Allie’s boyfriend) was Cassandra’s step-brother. Jax stared at her pointedly when she sighed and broke his concentration.

” Shush Allie, I’m waiting to hear if my men have gotten Cassandra. As you said, she goes to the Good Life Gym on the southside every weekday morning.” Allie smiled convincingly. Really she had no idea where Cassandra was.

When no Cassandra showed up at the gym Jax stopped staring at his watch and took Allie’s chin tightly in his hands so she would look at him.

He was angry with her. ” Cassandra is out of the country, you lied to me.” Allie gulped and flinched at Jax’s bruising grip on her chin. “But” he said, ” I have found out some  interesting news about you, you’re practically engaged to Graham, Cassandra’s brother. I’m sure the Everett’s will pay for you.”

Allie pressed her lips together and said nothing. Jax combed his fingers through Allie’s hair before kissing her harshly. Allie expected to be grossed out but instead found herself attracted to the enigmatic Jax who kissed well.”Your my girl now Allie. The Everett’s will pay more than money to get you back.”

Allie loved Graham, but their was something about Jax that she found alluring. She knew she had to be careful with Jax and Graham because her situation just got a  lot more complicated.

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Sunday Flash Fiction is hosted by Alistair Forbes.