One-Hundred-Word Wednesday: Poem – English Sonnet – “Sad Sonnet” #amwriting #poetry #100WordWednesdays


Thanks to Bikurgurl for hosting 100 Word Wednesdays.

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Credit: Bikurgurl

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Answer my tears all the fears my eyes show clear

They’re crystals melting glass, no thought shown. 

Ice drops of dew, hands cupped close to mold —

Truth of the matter — hearts must mend own fears.

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Cracks, rips, tears all sewn shut; your favorite dear —

Toy held close, repaired; fine cracks don’t hold, 

They grow deeper; fractured, you’re unfolded, 

Not yourself, too many holes to conceal. 

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Something from nothing; super glue won’t seal, 

Remains of a woman, broken, chipped, fools gold. 

Dusty forgotten, hands wrinkle, behold —

Beauty untold; someone precious revealed . 

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Leave me not alone in this life, let me —

Care, be cared for, let love in me be seen. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved


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Black Out Prompt: Poem – Black Out – ” Not Roses” #amwriting #poetry #beauty #politics


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting the Black Out Prompt: 

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Credit: February 2017 INSTYLE Magazine

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Spring collection first shown, standout trends captivate. 

Pretty pink dresses, bandeau tops [are] proposed by influential, 

Femininity, classic ladylike variety reflected, underlying desire.

Creative support for the power and rights [of women], 

At a critical moment, clothes mirror complexity and chaos.

[A] new creative pointed statement, paying tribute, 

[Reminding us] attend the collection, printed with a line —

[It] leans [to] the left, favor[ing us] suffragettes. 

Explicit in making politics known, a reaction to unsettling results, 

 [Women and] fashion imagined entering a [new] season, 

Clothing playing [an] unexpected role, [our] viewpoints, [what] the world wears —

Becomes a political act. 

Interpretation, construeing message of inclusion, 

[There’s an] intention to celebrate women, 

We can all agree, [we need] be attentive and open to the world, to our creativity

[It] reflects our desiresembracing the imagery of strong, 

[What we wear is a] universal language women embrace. 

 [Your] engagement [demonstrates] how perceptions can change, 

Judged the same, we don’t assume shallow or [too] serious. 

Imagine in the coming years [unyielding] support, consider —

A contrary affect; [our] standards represent [our] enormous role. 

Perceive beauty’s responsibility taken seriously, 

Heartening to see interest in lives, so moved [knowing] —

We’re more and [moving forward with all] pioneering women, 

We’re not [merely] roses. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved. 

Poem: Triolet – “Unknown Legacies.”


Thanks to the Daily Prompt for the word prompt legacy.

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Honestly, my plans are unknown,

I don’t know if I care to know,

Thoughts hidden in your iPhone.

Honestly, my plans are unknown,

You’ve proved your lack of thought shown,

You’re a record playing, over blown.

Honestly, my plans are unknown,

I don’t know if I care to know. 

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You’re a piece of glass broken,

Shattered words never uttered,

Crystallized glass, fast spoken.

You’re a piece of glass broken,

Stealing pieces of me, tokens —

Words wrapped in silver, sputtered,

You’re a piece of glass broken,

Shattered words, never uttered.

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Breathe of a promise whispered,

Nothing but, shifting legacies.

Disguising yourself, broken you sift.

Breathe of a promise whispered.

Liar, confuser, burnt to crisp.

Man ruined me, such legalities.

Breathe of a promised whispered.

Nothing but shifting, legacies. 

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©Mandibelle16.All Rights Reseved.