Poetry ~ Curve in the Road

The NaPoWriMo, day nine prompt,
asks us to write a concrete poem;
a poem that takes the shape of the theme of the poem.
I wrote this poem last year as part of
The Coven of Obscurity series but never posted it.
Please visit my blog to see the proper version. 
                              He went
                                  for a walk
                                      in the village
                                         and took the curve
                                           in the road ahead.
                                            It was lit in frosted
                                           streetlamps; he was
                                         curious where it led.
                                       The road meandered
                                     through dense forest,
                                  the woods were dark
                              and overgrown. In the
                          distance he heard a
                     cackle and feared he 
                 was not alone. Nearby
              he saw a sign, nailed
           to an old oak tree.
         The sign warned:
          this road belongs
            to the witches
               from the Coven
                 of Obscurity!
                   All trespassers
                      will be cursed
                        three by three!
                           Suddenly he
                             recalled the
                                folklore his
                              grandmother
                           told; the story
                         of six deadly
                     witches who
                once cursed
           the curve
        in the
  road!
 

Poetry ~ Mermaid and the Moon





the sky is my canvas
i am the shooting star you see
i can taste your laughter through 
the salt in my tears
but you are no Christopher Columbus 
and have never sailed the seven seas
i am no star in the night sky
a simple mermaid struggling to be free
suffering from shark-bait syndrome
knowing the virus is coming for me 
but that fish wont bite
with the pearly white teeth of time
or cause the moon to explode in the sky
lest Ariel swim against the tide
to gaze into her cracked crystal ball
declaring the sky empty of stars
as the moon laughs 
and the last star sinks into the sea





This poem was written for day five of the NaPoWriMo poetry prompt: Twenty Little Poetry Projects, developed by Jim Zemmerman. Yes, I know I am behind and doing this out of order, but I'm doing it all the same. I will say, this is one of the craziest poetry prompts I've written from, but I had fun attempting to incorporate all twenty prompts! I hope you enjoy, and remember, as Oscar Wilde says, "Life is too important to be taken seriously."

Poetry ~ The Dragon Tree

i created the dragon tree
on a canvas in the garden of Eden
wrapped in vines with leaves shaped
like coins and decorated with
cones, nuts, and seeds
i am the creator of all you see
and all that remains a mystery
i am the artist, the mystic,
creator of the dragon tree

My poem was inspired by today's NaPoWriMo prompt: write a poem based on Bosch's, "The Garden of Earthly Delights" you can find a tour of this amazing work here.