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Stargazing

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Tell me how you see the universe
Show me what ignites the fire within you
Take me to the spot where the sun kisses the horizon
And to the darkest dark where your demons reside
Do not dread that I may leave or run from fright
For I will bleed myself dry just to gaze the stars
And see how they shine from your very eyes

© 2016 Maria. All Rights Reserved.

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Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, my dearie Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!😀

Music Prompt for Day 7: Yellow by Coldplay.

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Gypsy Heart

Written for Mind and Life Matters’ Limerick Challenge Week 6: Feral

She sauntered with a heart of a gypsy

All cloaked in music, art, and poetry

She is untamed, wild, and fierce

Braving her demons and fears

With a jar of fervor and meraki


I’m starting this week with a beautiful quote from the Boy’s Life by Robert McCammon. A story about youth, innocence, dreams, and magic that I would really love to read. Every word from this quote is heartwarming that resonates truth to me. Have a great week, everyone. 🙂 🙂 🙂

P.S “Meraki” is a new found word which

…may be quite close to “ardor,” but is exclusively used when referring to one’s own creations. For example, when making a piece of furniture or cooking a dish, and really loving what you do, putting all your effort and creativity into it, you can be said to be doing it with “meraki”.

Magic

Written for Mind and Life Matters’ Limerick Challenge Week 3: Magic

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In life there is no greater mystery

Than a true love devoid of trickery

Two souls stood the test of time

With trust and faith intertwined

And the magic of love they hold key


Yesterday, I posted a six word story about an old couple dancing sweetly under the sun. I couldn’t help but think how amazing that couple must be and wonder what could be their secret to a lasting love. It’s surprising how the world has defined love in so may ways yet it still remained a mystery at the end of the day. 🙂

Magic Tricks

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When I think of magic, I think of your tricks

And the deck of cards in your pocket

How you came to me and asked for my name

Showing me an old trick, you were classic

“Pick a card, any card, any card at all”

That’s what you said and I did as told

Little did I know, I’ll be your Queen of Hearts

When I picked the Ace of Diamond

But like all tricks, yours was a ploy

A joke. A prank. A caper

For I never saw what was under your sleeves

Until you broke me to pieces

52 cards, 52 weeks—

That’s a year if you were counting

When you turned that diamond into a ring

You were Jack of all trades, I should have seen.

 


 

In response to Writing 101: Poetry

Day 1: Magic
The first prompt of the course is out, courtesy of @laduchessederat. It invites you to write a poem involving magic, whatever your take on the magical might be.

I wanted to write something light and jolly but, yeah, madness happens. I enjoyed this bitter piece though. 😉

The Orb’s Call

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I never liked it whenever mom and dad leave me alone with the twins, Ben and Crum. They either make a fool out of me or ignore me completely. Tonight, I played the role of the lone unseen as I watched them engage enemy forces in Berlin, eyes not blinking as if their lives depend on it.

Out of nowhere, probably boredom, I asked, “Did you know that in ancient Greece, cicadas were considered a luxury snack?”

Their eyes blinked as if trying to process if the Black Ops said something about cicadas.

“Hello! Ben and Crum to Earth!” I finally stood in front, blocking their view from the game.

“Troy you weirdo. Go away or I’ll kill you!” screamed Ben in angst.

“Mom says you guys should watch over me, not play Call of Duty.”

“You wouldn’t like that. Move!” shooed Crum.

“What a waste, we should’ve been sitting next to a campfire.”

I ran upstairs and looked out my bedroom window. Fireflies mimicked the stars, twinkling and blinking along the beckoning woods. And there it was, a most unlikely sight, an orb-like thing shinning in emerald light.

“Come deep into the forest if you dare.” it says.

Word Count: 199


This week’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt was quite a challenge. It took me sometime weighing if I should opt for another soliloquy or a short story. Then I finally decided on the latter. 🙂

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Alastair Forbes where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words. The piece doesn’t have to center around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story.

Enjoy more awesome stories here.

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