#FlashFiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community ~ #Poetry

July 30, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that uses the phrase “her crowning glory.” (Thanks to Anne Goodwin for the prompt idea.) It can be in the traditional sense of a woman’s hair or applied to any idea of a best attribute. What happens if you play with the meaning or gender? Go where the prompt leads!


She stands on the edge of decision
Beneath the pale silver crescent
Her earthly form chosen
Dark mane flowing
Magic cannot be contained
Her crowning glory, the spiral horn
Long sought after by man
One such as hers
Said to be held by Merlin
The magician, to raise Camelot
She must risk going back in time
When magic held no mystery, it just was
To find a mate, to keep magic
between the worlds
As it had been from the beginning
Will she risk losing her magic
At the hands of some eager
Wannabe wizard
Or find her mate?

©anitadawes 2020

#Writephoto ~ Glisten

Thursday photo prompt: Glisten #writephoto

Image by scvincent.com

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a twilit beach, the sea shimmering in the low light. There are rocky islets silhouetted against the water and what might be a figure, running towards…or away from the waves.

Once you cross the silver strip of light
You are lost, your soul stolen.
You belong to the light
Strap in, hold on tight
The speed of things to come
may need to be remembered
before you run for home.
Ask yourself, is this enchantment
A spell of shimmering magic
to hold me captive
Sweeping mind and soul
into a snow globe
With ever changing time and space
From ancient to modern
Some of which I have no knowledge
Yet each feels a part of me.
I have walked these streets
Spoken to these people
I know their faces, their language.
I have swum beneath these bright waters
With the light now blinding me
I run, straight into myself…

©anitadawes 2020

#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 186 #SynonymsOnly

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Anita Dawes picked the two words for you to choose your synonyms from. Opposites are so fun to work with. I can’t wait to see what you come up with!

Here are your two words:

“BLESSED & HEX”

Dark
Shadows
Upon me
By evil eye
Sacred ground I seek
Holy blessings I need
With consecrated water
Sorcery follows dark footsteps
Leading me by bewitching shadows
To bury this black curse on hallowed ground…

©anitadawes 2020

This was just what Anita needed right now, as she battles her way back to health, and I would like to thank Colleen personally for choosing Anita for this weeks words!

#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge…

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 185, #Poet’sChoice

It’s the first of the month and you know what that means! We can choose our own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc.

Image by Pixabay

It’s
silver
magic that
sparkles, dancing
on the edge of life
By Avalon’s gold gate
Find the ferryman with coin
Your journey will not be in vain
Here is where joy and laughter were born
Even in dreaming you gain more than you think…

©anitadawes 2020

#Keepitalive ~ #Whatdoyousee

What do you see # 36 – 29 June 2020

Image Credit- Pixabay- Ariadne-a-mazed

(For visually challenged reader, the image shows a camera capturing the image of a woman in color, while the rest of the image is in black and white. There are lots of tools on the wall behind the camera)


Behind the camera
The world fades to black and white
No amount of tools
Hanging neatly on the wall
Can bring back
the lost colour to the world
That the wizard has taken,
To mend his broken heart
She, held by the lens
Betrayed his trust
Trying out stolen magic
She broke his world…

©anitadawes 2020

#Keepitalive # #What do you see # #Poetry

What do you see # 34- 15 June 2020

Image credit- Pixabay

(For visually challenged reader, the image shows a woodland scene, where blue butterflies are sitting on the forest floor among tiny mushrooms. Tall trees are visible in the background)


As a child,
I never had an imaginary friend.
If I did, I would want him
to live in this blue wonderland
so I could visit, stay a while.
Where mushrooms grow
in their own sunlight.
Delicate blue butterflies
whisper woodland magic.
Secrets for me to keep
Tall dark trees stand guard
Keeping magic where it belongs
In wonderland…

©anitadawes 2020

Wings…

 

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Image by Jaye Marie

The universe has many ways of speaking to us, messages from strange realms. I have heard that finding a feather means an angel is passing overhead.

I often find a lone feather in my yard.

Today, for the first time, I found a pair of white feathers.

Angel wings was my first thought.

I went out and measured them, why I don’t know, and they were three inches. Then I didn’t want them to be blown away, so I placed them on one of Jaye’s bonsai.

After sending Jaye out in the rain to take the second photo, I sat wondering what these tiny wings might signify.

I don’t like puzzles, so not so good at figuring out what they might mean, if anything. It made me think of the song, the day the music died.

Did an angel die, leaving her wings in my yard?

Any suggestions?

 

©anitadawes 2020

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Image by Jaye Marie

 

 

 

This week on Streets Ahead ~ Wisp by Adele Marie Park

This week on Streets Ahead we’re promoting Adele Park’s fantasy novel ‘Wisp:

Edra; a world where magic flourishes and where dark secrets are concealed by those who rule. Secrets which can get the innocent killed without a thought.

When the body of an elf is discovered in a treacherous area of the city, Wisp a young Law Enforcer is assigned the case. He soon realises the case is far from simple. As soon as he finds one thread another one leads him to unravel a tapestry woven from lies, secrets, corruption and evil. When friendship turns to love, Wisp`s life, as he knew it will completely change.

What started out as a murder case ends in a grisly battle which Wisp and his companions seem to have no chance of winning.

 

A wonderful Review on Amazon

Meet Wisp, a law enforcer in the land of Edra, where magic is encouraged to flourish and is often needed for sheer survival. A mages council rules Edra compared to the neighboring area of Finah, who prefers humans to control their resources. After a bloody civil war, many years ago, the two lands exist beside each other in a fragile peace.

Wisp is a marsh fairy (YES! Can you believe it?) with raven hair and pointy ears pierced with silver earrings. Marsh fairies are rare and possess special powers. Wisp keeps his real identity under wraps, known only to his superiors. Abandoned as a child, the “Senior” Law enforcement officer raised him ensuring his survival.

In a desolate area filled with putrefying rubbish, Wisp comes across the body of a High Elf, a member of the Thorns, who was a high-ranking council member found murdered in the circle. The elf’s throat had been brutally cut. Wisp sets out to solve the murder not realizing he is to play an integral part in solving the mystery.

Wisp meets Finn Redhaven, the lover of the murdered elf, Sammiel Thorn, and feels an immediate attraction to him. Wisp and Finn fall in love and discover a wealth of magical abilities enabled by their relationship. And, they are going to need all the help they can get to battle the evil that has descended on Edra.

As fantasy novels go, Wisp stands out to me in its originality and political intrigue. Ms. Park creates a world where love is considered to be one of the greatest powers of all. I enjoyed that the two main characters were male and embraced their love and desire for each other, which was a refreshing approach to solving a mystery in a magical land. The reader discovers along with Wisp the extent of his abilities which I anticipate will increase over time.

I’ve added Wisp to my list of favorite fantasy novels. I loved the story and the characters. The ending is a cliffhanger, and I can’t wait for the next volume to find out what happens to Wisp and Finn. Hopefully, Ms. Park won’t keep us in suspense for long.

( I could have sworn I had read this amazing story, something I shall put right forthwith!)

 

Circle… #Poetry

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Image by Erik Stein from Pixabay

Circle

I released the ring from its restraint

Now the power can relate

To needs that must be met

The genie’s mine by fate decreed

I wear the ring like wand in hand

Ply my power on shifting sands

Time renewed by written word

To wake the ancient magi

From their sleep

To bring old legends back to life

Fairy tales old and new

Written secrets on angels’ wings

That tell you what to do

And do it well

To cast a spell for good or ill

Remember this, ill returns to sender

A threefold bite that hurts…

©anitadawes