– PhoTrablogger’s Mundane Monday Challenge #76. Find the beauty in the mundane. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
Mundane Monday Challenge #76
Sacred Secret
Sacred Secret
Born broken in the dark of night
Her desire, a brilliant blue fire,
To drink of the cool morning
And kiss the champagne sky.
She longed not for fools or men,
But the red-hot, velvet-soft embrace of an angel
Made her heart throb a wild rhythm
And a fever linger on her lips.
– Written for Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge – September 10, 2016. Learn more about magnetic poetry here.
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Song of the Banshee
The screaming banshee howled through the night.
We cowered in the shadows to hide from the fright.
She rages on, for death she sees.
We hold our breath, close our eyes, and freeze.
Someone wouldn’t see the morning light.
– Written for Limerick Challenge Week 37: Dark. Photo from Wikipedia. “Song of the Banshee” was awarded 2nd place in this contest.
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Sunday Trees #252 091116
– On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea’s Sunday Trees #252 – September 11, 2016. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
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Spring Forward
Wood frogs sing of spring
Salmon run when rivers thaw –
Daylight Savings dawns
– Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s Carpe Diem #1049. In memory of Jane Reichhold. Prompt was “fish and frogs.” Photo from Wikipedia.
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Timely Return
Warm sun melts last snow
Unfurling leaves make way for
Blossoms’ arrival
– Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s Carpe Diem #1050. In memory of Jane Reichhold. Prompt was “blossoms.” Photo from Pixabay.com.
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Familia Del Sol
Respect the relationship we have with the sun
“What are you doing, mama?” Little Lollie asked.
“I am raising the sun sweetheart, just like I do every morning, silly girl.” Mother replied giving little Lollie a smile as she continued slowly lifting her arms skyward.
“Watch it dawn, and pay close attention. We mustn’t move too fast.”
Lollie watched with wide eyes in awe of the regal woman before her.
“This magic will be yours one day, and the sun will rise and set at your command. Remember not to worship the power of our ability but respect the relationship we have with the sun.”
“So pretty mama!” She giggled, her ringlets bouncing against her forehead.
“Yes it is sweetheart, and it has so much work to do during the day. We will come back and set it once it is finished.”
Task complete, mother took Lollie’s hand. “Do you feel its strength pulsing through you?”
“Yes!” Lollie shouted and stomped her feet in excitement. “I can’t wait til sunset so we can put the sun back to bed so it can rest.”
Mother grinned proudly at her vivacious little girl.
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Microfiction Challenge #13: Woman in the sun. Painting prompt by Caspar David Friedrich. Prompt words were dawn, sunset, worship, magic, power, regal. WC 183.
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