creature – Mandibelle16

#NaPoWriMo Day 23: Poem — Free Verse — “Duck-Billed Platypus Thief” #amwritingpoetry

“Taking a cue from Bishop, I’d like to challenge you today to write a poem about an animal. If you’d like to take a look at some other poems for inspiration, you might like James Dickey’s “The Dusk of Horses,” or Tennyson’s “The Eagle.””

Credit: http://www.wearessecondunion.com

Curious duckbilled thief, I caught you stealing time,

You peeped, squealed, rolled into corners where no one could peep.

Your black-eyes are wide, fluffy innocence peers back.

And your tiny lashes flick, as you hide within fur,

The jingle of coins jolts you, they roll ’round your tummy.

A Crown falls to the floor, you’re off running — to save what’s left of your treasure.

You’re sure no one will catch you– this time you’ve got us beat.

The royal jewels are in your fur-folds somewhere,

You’re a petty pad-foot, harmless, too snuggly for words;

You’re an armful of trickster; you hate being caught.

When I demand my wallet, my cash, and watch,

You cock your coal-dark head,

Perhaps, you didn’t know they were there at all? (You imply).

Tucked under belly rolls, in corners, and squishy edges,

I sigh, take back my treasure, hold out my hand, you chirp —

Duck billed platypus, creature of mole (some other beasts I imagine too).

Your thieveries a whimsy, but no ones fooled,

All you love is gold, silver if you must . . .

You’ll catch it in a sec, a poof of magic dust.

Your duckbilled lips smile, as you scamper down the stairs,

Yet, the things you hold dear, are the most worthless wares.

You need a lady friend,

For her thievery includes not just gold,

But, your platypus heart too!

#NaPoWriMo Day 26/100 Word Wednesday: Poem – Free Verse – “The Hawaiian Dreamscape” #amwriting #poetry #100WordWednesday

For NaPoWriMo Day 26, the Prompt is: “to write a poem that includes images that engage all five senses. Try to be as concrete and exact as possible with the “feel” of what the poem invites the reader to see, smell, touch, taste and hear.” I’m combining with Bikurgurl’s Week 67 for #100WordWednesdays.

Credit: Bikurgurl

Hibiscus flowers in tawny-hair;

A red bloom fastened in the twilight,

Beneath marmalade sky’s ablaze,

Or raspberry fires in the morning.

Tempting Margaritas dosed,

You’d swear you’d imagined ghosts;

One drink too many —

You’ll order four more.

Skirts of grass woven,

From foliage thick and lush.

The beat of drums pounding,

As belly-dancing interrupts;

The Ukulele’ s strum echoes,

A language unknown;

A beauty in not knowing.

As waves blast the sand,

The surf rises cerulean.

And miles out a creature whirls,

His flip an act of showmanship.

And sweet drinks ingested,

Carry lotus flowers, and in-depth conversation,

On topics no one recalls hereafter.

A language of islands,

Of salt air, the musk of giant fish;

And underneath lies pink-tangerine reefs.

Where fish of rainbows dart in and out,

In an immensity of sizes and looks.

Swimming into shore,

Basking in warm salted-water,

Head beneath waves,

One blinding sting, and another.

For too soon comes home,

Where the world is gray-toned;

It never alights with Hibiscus — red or fuchsia.

No purple orchids,

No waves that soothe the soul.

No greenery or fruit so sweet,

Pineapples and mangos,

Slices of heaven.

Where the tides create summer dreams.

When mornings with sunlight cascades,

Into a rhythm no other place knows.

Day 9 – NaPoWriMo/A to Z Challenge/100 Word Wednesday: Poem – Ninefold – “The Fight for Air” #NaPoWriMo #AtoZchallenge #poetry #amwriting #100WordWednesday

Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge is a nine line poem of any form. For A to Z Challenge were looking for a GoidReads quote beginning with the letter H (first or last name) and the picture below comes from Bikurgurl for #100WordWednesday.

——-

——–

“I can’t say what my first thought was as I sunk below the surface, because it was mostly a string of four-letter words” —Rachel Hawkins

——-

I’ve always been scared to swim in lakes,

Who knows, what’s creeping below?

Something skims my leg, I shriek loudly.

Yet I wonder if I’m feeling fish,

Or if I’m imagining some creature,

Whose bite, takes me below the surface.

Then I’m struggling, lunging for air,

If only I can make it towards —

Luminious eternity shocks.

——–

Notable Quotes April 2017 Part One #pinterest #quotes #books

Happy April! Here are some more quotes. I think you’ll like them, they’re book quotes again for the most part 🙂

——
1.

——

—–

——

——

—–

—-

——

10.

——

11.

—–

12.

——

13.

——

14.

—–

15.

—–

Photo Challenge Prompt: Dream World #flashfiction #amwriting #photochallenge

Thank you to MindLoveMiseryMenageria for the picture prompt:

——-

——–

Marvin couldn’t believe this place he’d woken up in. He was eight-years-old in this world, but he wore a space suit. Not the fake dress-up clothes space suit, but an authentic one as the astronauts who flew to the space station wore.

He was on a planet which wasn’t earth. It was night and the blue-grey sky was alight with stars which lit Martin’s path on dark-green grass like terrafirma.

Marvin wanted to feel the grass but he knew if he did, he wouldn’t be able to breathe on this planet.

The most fascinating feature of this environment was that the sea was one with the sky. Marvin wasn’t sure how this was possible, but earth-like sea creatures floated above him. He laughed as a blue whale swam past, stars glittering around the creature.

Marvin was amused to see starfish stuck in the sky, as if they were actual stars. Marvin reached for a starfish and the world he was in dissolved around him.

When he awoke, Marvin was thirty-eight-years-old and lying in a hospital bed. His wife Lorna sat by his bed, grasping his hand:

“Marvin you’re back. It’s been a scary forty-eight hours.”He couldn’t speak, it hurt to move.

In truth, Marvin was disappointed to see Lorna, to be alive. What kind of accident was he in which he was hurt so awfully? He was painfully drowsy and Martin allowed his mind to slip back into his dream world.

He was a boy once again and in his astronaut suited hand, he was holding a starfish glowing bright orange and wriggling. He felt such hope and peace in this dream world.

Marvin did not struggle with his drowsiness, to stay in the real world, where Lorna and severe pain waited.

As he drifted off to explore his dreamscape, he heard the beeps of his heart rate go flat.

——-

Day 22 – NaPoWriMo – Earth Day – ” Mother Earth”

She isn’t just a pile of land set there for us to conquer.

She isn’t just a forest of trees for us to chop for timber.
She isn’t just a home for birds, and mammals, and all creation.

She’s more then just an ocean to pollute with a floating pile of garbage.
She is the sun and she is the rain; she is foliage abounding.

She is every rock and tree and creature; she is every sky in morn or night.
She is is the bugs in the ground, the air that we breathe, the elephant and his tusks.

She is mother of all creation and she gives you wise and old advice:
You were given dominion over me, so take care of me well.

If you continue to destroy me, what you have today your children will have lost.

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this: