Love Worth Losing All For

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What do you See? March 12, 2019

Photo credit : Alarie Tano

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He knew what it would mean

Turning back from choice assignment

Riding through mist, across frosty bridge

The consequences significant…

Everything he’d studied, sweated for

Childhood dream he had aspired to…

But he’d counted well and long the cost

And some things were worth

Losing all else for.

Too many times he’d ridden past her

Window, gazed as she worked busily

On yet another tapestry…essentially

Imprisoned—isolated, shunned by

Townsfolk whose shallow minds

Captured nothing about the girl

With complex spirit, beauty.

He’d observed soul’s sorrow tinting

Smile she offered when he briefly

Stopped, bowed before her on one knee…

The Lady of Shalott.

This day, he’d take them both away…

Break curse which kept her bound

To garret gloom…and prevented her

From stealing path to fairest Camelot.

His once desired prize now lost, but not…

Better trade claimed heart…for love, he’d

Yielded Round Table, Court of Camelot.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45359/the-lady-of-shalott-1832

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

Goes to Show, You Never Can Tell

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Six months from the first day we met

The girl with the cast iron smile

Who’d been the other side of nothing

With invisible roommates

Was suddenly in love…

As though light interrupted

Delia became slender half of

Mr and Mrs Deadtree.

My hollow entreaty…that she

Reconsider wisdom of this…

Met with response as if

To a distant hum.

And now we’re celebrating mutual

Success…I’ve published her NY Times

Best seller, Dark Days: Biography of

A Self-Professed Cynic.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

PROMPT: See link at top, and “Choose one or more titles and construct a poem or story around it. Or create multiple stories and poems the choice is yours!”

A Distant Hum; Light Interrupted; Hollow Entreaty;Dark Days: Biography of a Self-Professed Cynic; Suddenly in Love; The Otherside of Nothing; Invisible Roommates; The Girl with the Cast Iron Smile; Mr. and Mrs. Deadtree; The First Day

The Lavender Merchant

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Today’s prompt: merchant, danger, lavender

Merchant of lavender, marvelous…

He smelled herb-sweet, summery

Of old-fashioned romance, maybe

And rainy day freshened poetry.

He sold me purple bunches tied…

Oil, sachet packets…tufts, a ton…

Heart soaps, and star-shaped candles… 

Calm fragrance, thoughts to waft upon.

Oh unforeseen danger, falling in love…

Warm violet mist of embrace at dawn.

He wooed all the ladies with herbal fare

Left them weeping woeful lavender tears.

But wise, I’d purchased sea-kelp shampoo…

Washed him fully forever out of my hair.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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Guacamole Rose

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Today’s prompt: charisma, guacamole, rose

Guacamole Rose had charisma, ask anyone…

She could roll her hips as fine as tortillas

Her black hair was waterfall at midnight

Full lips, painted kissable hue, beamed

Smiles for all who came through door

Hungering for plate of enchiladas…

“More chips?  I’ll bring you, pronto!”

Construction workers were daily

Customers, best tippers by far, and

Smitten, young or old…she was fantasy.

The boss kept count: two or three

Marriage proposals each week.

But Rose held heart open for one

True love only… by day she

Might flirt innocently, but each

Night she prayed the rosary…for

Fiancé…they were pledged to marry

And he’d be back one day.

Nothing but war, death would deter him…

That’s what he’d promised and she believed.

His letters had slowed, then stopped recently

…Surely he’d return someday…

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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Heart Stones

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Today’s prompt: “I never thought that was possible.”

Heart made of

Stones

Stepping stones: respect, trust

Affection

Time…exchanging ideas, feelings, laughter

Love turning tide—I never thought that was possible.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…

Brunch With the Oracle

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Today’s prompt: oracle, brunch, volume

Brunch with ‘the oracle‘ was always good

Entertainment, an escape from ennui…

Cort was sort of George-Hamilton-ish

Dressed impeccably, expensively, his

Style matching his personality…

Volume forever cranked up High.

He knew everybody who was anybody

So that made me “Somebody”…

And I’d been intrigued by his claim

To be a psychic-whatever, though

It kinda gave me heebie-jeebies.

I wondered if his visions were

Proportionate to alcohol intake…

The volume he consumed during

Our leisurely brunches would

Have laid me out permanently.

Chatting affably and drinking

Champagne, he suddenly stopped

Mid-sentence, peered at me intently.

Before I could ask, “what??”, he said

“A cloud moved across your face, of

An interesting hue, aubergine

Does that mean something to you?”

I sat up straighter, pondering…

“It was part of a poem,” I whispered.

“Yes! You are writing?”

I shrugged, “just the blog”.

“How does the color make you feel?”

“Inspired?”

“But you say it as a question…

Tell me what you feel.”

“I like it…it stirs my marrow”.

He rested chin on hand…“hmm, I see”.

What do you see?”  I asked impatiently.

“When the marrow is stirred, you will

Either fall in love soon…or you’ll discover

Success you didn’t realize you aspired to.”

We left the restaurant, calling to each

Other, “until next time!”

What if ‘the oracle’s’ words weren’t

Mere champagne buzz…?

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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