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Wicked Storm

The wicked storm
Disrupts the kingdom of the dead.
This wicked storm
Destroys all space, and shape, and form.
It veils the sun in cloudy dread;
Its lightning black, its raindrops red–
This wicked storm…


photo ©Fir0002

Ah, finally. Internet fixed. Back to WordPress and my favorite challenges=D

This rondelet was written for Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge, and it turned out sort of weird and not at all theme-compliant but I’m all into death and destruction and rage in my poetry after the terrible ordeals I had with the lack of Internet and general annoyance with the universe being tricky.

Ahem.

Feel free to ignore my mini-rant and share your thoughts on the poem in the comments!

Posted in drama, haiku, My Poetry, rondelet, Writing

A Few Poems

Slowly awaking,
nature bathes in morning light–
it’s ready to bloom.

*

While carefree minds
perform
feeble observations
and tie the art of magic
with ostentation,
in-depth analysis
finds
a clear correlation
between magicless existence
and bleak imagination.

*

A feast for death
is underway as war begins.
A feast for death…
we will need all our strength and stealth
to cleanse the enemy’s dark sins.
We’ll judge their slaves, we’ll judge their kings–
a feast for death.


I felt guilty about the Daily Post prompts I missed=)

Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments!

Posted in drama, fantasy, My Poetry, rondelet, tragedy, Writing

There’s Nothing Here

There’s nothing here,

The gods forsook our universe.

There’s nothing here

But false existence plagued by fear.

This desolation won’t disperse

For time cannot go in reverse–

There’s nothing here.


Yet another rondelet (I adore this poetry form to bits) in response to today’s Daily Post prompt. If you’re interested, here are some other rondelets I’ve written.

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Posted in Challenges, drama, fantasy, My Poetry, rondelet, tragedy, Writing

The Light Is Gone

The light is gone,
the night destroyed the light of day.
the light is gone,
demonic troops have won the war.
There’s nothing else for us to say —
we beg our foes to lead the way…
the light is gone.


Another rondelet, but this time, it uses the words offered in Jane Dougherty’s previous poetry challenge — the light is gone. 

Feel free to comment!

Posted in Challenges, drama, fantasy, My Poetry, rondelet, tragedy, Writing

We Travel Far

We travel far

to flee this dark and barren land,

We travel far

to otherworldly seas and skies.

A crimson boat, a spirit friend —

we’ll see this journey to the end.

We travel far…


This was actually an earlier attempt for Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge, but it took a really long time to make this work. I think this fits the image a bit better=)

Feel free to comment!

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The Ocean Winds

The ocean winds

are dancing with the water’s hue.

The ocean winds

reveal dimensions far beyond

what we consider real and true.

Our risky journey leads us through

the ocean winds.


A rondelet written in response to  Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge. This might be a bit too outlandish to fit the image prompt. I couldn’t help myself=D

Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments!