#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

July 9, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes that answers the question, who is Monreal Dorb. You can imagine the life of this fictitious person in any era or circumstance. Is there cause and effect at play? Go where the prompt leads!


Sparrow, a twelve-year-old urchin
living under an abandoned railway arch.
The one thing you remember about Sparrow
Is his midnight blue eyes
They look right through you.
You feel him searching for your inner most thoughts
Living on his wits, finding odd jobs to get by
He’ll clean your shoes, run errands.
One errand to the library almost cost him his life
When he ran into the street,
white as the ghost he just met
narrowly missing a hansom cab, horses flaring.
Clutching the book, he read the title
“Have you met Monreal Dorb, the library ghost?”

©anitadawes 2020

#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

Keep it alive

What do you see # 37 – 6 July 2020

Image credit- Stefan Keller – Pixabay

( For visually challenged reader, the image shows a woman holding her hands in supplication. In front of her a hummingbird is hovering in air. There are flowers in the background)

A Moment

Lakshmi, Goddess of wealth
Caught in a private moment
Creating beauty on tiny wings
A thought held but a moment
Sent out to the world
Plant and food created
The moment vanishes from mind
The world profits from the thoughts
Of the Goddess…

©anitadawes 2020

#The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 463 ~ #Poetry


Dark clouds cross my horizon
Screaming with want
I dread the crash at their journeys end
I inhale, hold my breath
No air in my lungs to shout, to scream
As the room fades around me
I feel no panic
as giant dust clouds creep towards me
 A strange billowing entity
Now I feel it, the silence inside my soul…

©anitadawes 2020

Carrot Ranch Literary Community July 2: Flash Fiction ~ #Poetry

July 2, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes the word blossom. You can use the word as a noun or a verb, or even as a name. How does it fit into your story? Go where the prompt leads!

Blossom

It’s surprising how much we take for granted
Stepping over a plant growing
between the cracks in the pavement
Tiny purple flowers, a weed
I think it’s beautiful
It managed to blossom
when no one wanted it to.
I have one that grew in my back yard
On top of the wall
I dug it out carefully
Put it in a pot
It’s growing into something
I have yet to discover.
I am not a natural gardener
This thing struggling on my concrete wall
Spoke to me
So there you have it
It now sits with Jaye’s bonsai trees…

©anitadawes 2020

Can’t wait to find out what it is!

Fortune Teller…

Sunday Writing Prompt “Fortune Teller”

Fortune Teller
mindlovemisery.com

For today’s prompt we are going to try our hand at fortune telling. Use whatever method we like. Make a prediction, make sure to address the audience for whom your predication is intended. The audience can be the whole world, it can be a friend, family member, yourself, or a specific group of individuals. We can also write about a specific historical prophet or fortune teller such as Nostradamus. Fictional stories work too!

Before waking, I knew
I had to tell someone something
My mind itched with the importance of it
Yet I could find no words
My mind, wrapped in sleep
I remembered walking over
Three playing cards yesterday
Stuck on the wet pavement
One of diamonds, the money card
Two of spades, the double cross
Plus the ace of hearts, love
What message was I trying to tell myself?
Remembering those wet cards…

©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

Inside my Head… #Poetry

Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay

Inside my Head

Welcome to my mind
The cold, dark, often empty place
Until the voices start
Then it’s as if I’ve been fed liquid bliss
The world inside becomes rainbow bright
People I have known all my life, changed.
I don’t recognise their shining faces
Their pleasant ways, so happy
Did they feed on an overdose of sugar pills?
Ghosts of their former selves
Wound up, let go, clockwork toys
The other side of the coin lets the dark out
I can see black clouds above their heads
I feel the need to run, but where to?
How to get outside my head?
Walking the streets I saw ghouls, ghosts
Floating above the people
They walk backwards in front of them
Trying to touch, teasing, pulling faces
Trying to get their attention
This is where my darkness lives
Inside my head
The dead watch me with envious eyes…

©anitadawes 2020

#Writephoto ~ Silver #Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: Silver #writephoto

Image by scvincent.com

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a beach in the half-light, bounded by dark dunes and holding a silvery pool of water that mirrors the sky.


I was beginning to think
I had left my mind out on the rain
It’s beginning to rust
Like some old hard drive.
Time to take a walk
Grab the flip flops
Feel wet sand
squidge between my toes
That magic moment between
Light and dark
Maybe I will be lucky
Find that silver doubloon
Hidden on the beach.
I stood watching
the sky painted water
Feeling something more
than sand between my toes
Could it be, dare I look?
Whatever it might be
I pushed it further into the sand
Something to look forward to
Tomorrow…

©anitadawes 2020

I remember this One… #Poetry

Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay

I found this the other day when choosing a selection of Anita’s poems for the book we want to publish, and it seems to fit with all that has been happening…

Broken

Have you ever had one of those days
when you feel as though you are made of glass?
I am having one today.
I can feel small pieces slipping away as I walk
I am broken, disappearing slowly
I can almost see the pieces glistening behind me
like a trail of breadcrumbs.
Will someone follow and put me together again?

©anitadawes 2020