Intrigante (NaPoWriMo)

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Today’s (optional) prompt is to write a poem that, like “Dictionary Illustrations,” is inspired by a reference book. Locate a dictionary, thesaurus, or encyclopedia, open it at random, and consider the two pages in front of you to be your inspirational playground for the day.

This is my absolute favorite NaPoWriMo prompt!!  Last year I purchased a copy of the Webster’s New Universal Unabridged Dictionary, Deluxe 2nd Edition…for a mere $10.  So, responding to the prompt, I closed my eyes and opened it…landed in the middle of the “I’s”…where I spied a fabulous word, “Intrigante”—defined as, ‘noun, “a woman given to or involved in intrigue” (from French, fem. of  intrigant)’.  ENJOY! 🙂 Ennle♥

Every man noticed her…

Most, deep enthralled by her

Possibly even completely

In love with her…who was

That woman, gliding shadow

At twilight…dressed in smart

Midnight-hued satin attire…

‘Neath fedora with net veil

Raven hair swooped in twist

Off elegant neck, graced by

Glist’ning jet pendant, matched

Earbobs that swayed in gas

Lanterns like smoke.

What was her name? something

Foreign, exotic…it tripped on

The tongue when they tried to

Remember, fair swooned as they

Spoke it.  Oh yes, she provoked

Stunned reaction, hot quaking

As perfume trailed sensuous and

Silky, unfurling…yard after yard

Behind.  Her features were sculpted

Fine cheek bones and nose; forehead

Unlined and chin angled just so.

Mutelips tinted soft crimson…ahh

They left old men aching.

What was she doing there, clearly

Alone?  What manner of business?

Dark affair, schemer’s heart?  

She was painted in mystery…a

Masterful canvas they stared at

Insatiable, and hungered to own.  

But alas, Intrigante was enigma

unsolvable…by dawn she had

Vanished, in amethyst mist.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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Endless Theater, Sky

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/04/06/elemental-writing-challenge-april-6/

This week’s focus is AIR. Today’s prompt and image: Endless

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

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Endless horizon, stage

Set…sun, rain clouds paint

 Palette, backdrops for

Performances dawn to

Matinee, twilight drama…

Midnight’s stars, moon

Draw curtain on world’s

Theater…shade and shadow.

Storms coming, smell scent

In air…so many hues of blues…

Watercolors wash away, new.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

Retirement’s Long Hours

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/04/03/three-things-challenge-pl49/

Prompt: midnight, sweatshirt, application

I wake at midnight

Aware husband’s not in bed

Follow kitchen’s glow

In sweatshirt, at table he’s

Writing job application

Reassures my frown:

No money worries…hours of

Retirement too long.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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Paltry Affection

FOWC with Fandango — Paltry

Woman of paltry

Maternal

Affection…daughter disdained…son

Favored

As peer, midnight drinking pal

Cosseted treasure, receptacle of mother’s secrets…while sister ostracized.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

Image: Pixabay.com

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…

Grave Shadow Lurking

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #4

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 Wraith, whether ghost or nightmare…a

Ravaged horror; apparition dressed in tattered

Gown, trailing train of…yes…ebon-ash, smoke.

She wore mask of fear, fine etching traced

Across her face formidable…but, for what reason

Did she intimidate me?  An atmospheric anomaly.

What dire straits was she escaping from

Or to, that brought her lost or found into my

Sleep, night after murky blue-wafted night…

Waking me, requesting one more review?

Her garment rustled, ruffled as she whirled

(A midnight dreaming dervish?)…how could

Mind rest, though wearied so alert?

Perhaps she was metamorphosis…of child

I once was, might have been… Alas, no

Narcotic’s induced deception, this spectral

Grave shadow my reality…lurking, ever lurking

Whispery-pacing heart’s moonless halls.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.