This is Love, This is Murder Finale: Day 10

For the Finale of the 2017 Valentine’s Day blog challenge the theme is Return to Sender. I have had a lot of fun with this challenge and I hope others have too! Also, check out Ellen’s latest post here.

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It’s a low down dirty shame
That I let you
Treat me like
Another one of your
Gold plated plaques
Collecting dust on your wall
of Fame

You chase guys like me around
Hoping to feed
Your ego
Praying to discover
Your worth
You want me to follow you around
Dreaming of you
Craving your affection
Wishing you were mine
But you never will be
Because I only cross your mind
When you walk down the hall
The sun shines
You’re all alone
And your wall of Fame/Shame
Pops

The deep crimson glow of
Shiny metal nailed on
Aging umber wood
The cracks, clear and bright
The scratches, deep and long
It all shows pure
And every single heart you’ve stolen
Every name cut into the busted metal
All your plaques
Shine
For you to glimpse at
When
You’re
All
Alone

It’s a low down dirty shame
That I let you
Treat me like
Another one of your
Gold plated plaques
Collecting dust on your wall
of Shame

But at least mine is on top.

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This is Love, This is Murder: Day 9

Tonight’s theme is Secrets Under the Bed, and to explore this theme I have decided to write an  Alliterisen poem where x=13. Also, catch up on Ellen’s latest posts here.

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There was something strange about him; oddly wonderful
Tyron could not put his finger on it as he sat right there
Staring at the man he went home with that dark night
It was never that easy for him; he was shy, quiet
“Your place is nice,” he said; the man kissed him quick
He wasted no time; his lips dancing on Tyron’s neck
Dizziness… Tyron pulled away; “What was in that drink?”

Alliterisen: a seven-lined poem with a specific syllable pattern and two alliterations per line. Syllable structure is x, x+2, x-1, (x+2)-1, x-2, (x+2)-2, x. Where x= 8,9,10,11,12, or 13.

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This is Love, This is Murder: Day 5

Today’s theme is Love will tear us apart. I have written a poetic tale of 16 lines, with  syllables per line. I hope you all enjoy this one! 🙂 Also, check out my friend, Ellen’s post here.

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Hexed by You

She was the most beautiful girl
in the land. Thick, golden brown hair
Brown eyes that could see through your soul
Full lips and brown skin. She was strong

Her heart belonged to only one
She was the most beautiful girl
And her love was the most handsome
Her soon to be husband, Prince Yaotl

She was a princess, chosen to
guide her people to true greatness
She was the most beautiful girl
Her power stretched across the world

Her destiny was clear to her
Her sacrifice was understood
For a girl in those times, no choice
She was the most beautiful girl

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This is Love, This is Murder: Day 3

Love Lost in a Hail of Gunfire

Helena took a big deep breath
Kicked the tall double doors open
And strut into the crowded room
A Glock 17 in each hand
She did not hesitate to kill

Two men near the door, kneecaps gone
Man with the bazooka, head-shot
She ducked and dodged every bullet
Shooting legs, arms, chests, head, and hearts

She wasted a dozen henchmen
And was face to face with the boss
If she wasn’t gonna get love
Because of Juan and his damn crew
Juan would not get love cause of her

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This is Love, This is Murder: Day 2

Today’s prompt is Dark Bedroom Fantasy. For my birthday, my best friend, Ellen (Click to see her blog), sent me a book with 300 writing prompts (she knows me so well). I decided to the prompt book as a gateway for my fiction where I respond to the prompts through the eyes of different characters. And as I struggled to come up with a post for day 2 I came across a prompt that inspired one of my characters to respond. The prompt was: What was the last puzzle you worked?

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“I thought you were impossible until now. You sparked so much wonder and excitement into my spirit that I thought for sure you were some otherworldly being sent to me as a gift for years of grueling work undying devotion, for the dirty infernal labor that most women would have detested and condemned.I toted the company line, slicing and dicing my own little work ethic. I kept my head down and satisfied the iniquitous requirements of my mission. I never overindulged or overestimated my role on this earth. I did what they told me and I never made a fuss. I was a loyal minion and now I have been blessed with the most amazing gift,”  said Lyana, a grin stretched across her face as she hovered above the bulky, brown skinned man strapped to the table in front of her.

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Clouds: Poetry

To check out the drawing by my friend Chris that inspired this story click HERE.

A Tale of Storms and Shadows

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Tei’Mele rushed past the thick trees, trying to get free
He did not look back, fearing it would be there
His brown skin covered in goosebumps, he could not see
The thick branch hanging ahead, knocking him square
He fell to the dirt, a loud howl, out of control
The monster, the beast that was searching for his soul

The beast growled in the darkness fear starting to form
Tei’Mele sat straight up, the wind knocked out of his lungs
Tei’Mele’s heart racing; his mind was in a storm
He struggled to ready himself, his courage flung
The monster with sharp teeth and pointy claws jumped out
Tei’Mele was so terrified, he let out a shout

The monster was ready to bite, hungry and mean
Tei’Mele could feel it’s deadly breath, evil and hot
It was the most frightening thing that he had seen
Escaping the monster filled Tei’Mele’s every thought
Tei’Mele waved his hands and the beast froze in the air
His eyes glazed purple and gray clouds began to flare

The monster roared, then disappeared
The gray clouds swarming far and near
Tei’Mele found power he never knew he had

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