Saturday Mix: Poem – Octain/Double/High – “The Beauty of My Love” #amwriting #poetry #saturdaymix 


Thanks to Teresa of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Saturday Mix. Saturday’s prompt was to write pasturel poetry (Fiction/no fiction) which is essentially poetry written about nature in an idyllic way. 

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Credit: Eden Hills

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The beauty of my love is sweet, divinely prized. 

Through fields of wildflower I follow her steps, 

Her milk white skin, soft, supple; she knows best,

How tiny goat kids, and dog’s pups will thrive. 

They bleet, whimper, for her hands petting coats, 

Feeding them drops of milk reviving life’s hope. 

So they wil live glorious in pastures kind; 

Become adults frolic, following my queen. 

The beauty of my love is sweet, divinely prized. 

The beauty of my love is sweet, divinely prized, 

She gathers the chickens eggs to feed, 

Those who grace her kitchen with smiles pleased. 

Finds the dairy cows, milks them all beguiling. 

She’s a feminist, believes we never stop learning. 

She chose to farm, grows organic food, serves —

Customers desiring; at market they find hers first;

My love works hard, adores our life, she’s pleased. 

The beauty of my love is sweet, divinely prized. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: A Meerkat Love Song


Thanks to Roger Shipp for hosting FFftPP.

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Break on me. 

Shatter Like Glass.

Come apart in my claws.

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Your the best gal I know,

Surviving life is hard on us both,

No bugs to for us to eat, 

The venom from the spider poisoned me,

I dig with my four claws, 

Attempting to kill,

Then I wonder, what’s that peculiar smell?

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And I stood sentinel, 

I missed our enemy coming,

Still looking around and peeping,

Half or gang is gone,

Now I’m the Meerkat outcast.

But your still my lady, 

Cry your tears on my furry chest.

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Break on Me.

Shatter Like Glass.

Come apart in my claws.

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I’m glad I made you become my mate,

Sorry about those two pups of ours,

I’m sure there was something wrong with them,

Didn’t mean to let them be eaten,

Baby, you’re a fine Meerkat,

And if we live to nine or ten,

I’ll be a satisfied guy.

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I’ve been told survival of the fittest.

But I’m still alive,

You can depend on me,

I’m always there to forage for you,

But I’m banned from standing sentinal,

So, baby, maybe we can have more pups?

Lay your head against mine.

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Break on me.

Shatter Like Glass.

Come apart in my claws.

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The chorus is mostly, lines from a Keith Urban song called, “Break on Me.” You can see the lyrics to his song here or watch his music video below:

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©Mandibelle16.(2016) All Rights Reserved.