N. R. Williams, Fantasy Author: WEP Please Read the Letter

N. R. Williams, Fantasy Author: WEP Please Read the Letter:   It’s time for the Write, Edit, Publish June challenge. I must thank Denise Covey for starting this bloghop, and to all the ladies shown be...

Everyone should be lucky enough to have a friend like Holly. I think the narrator's life will be much better without Frank.

Carpe Diem Love Month: Lost Love Senryu

Image by Goran Horvat from Pixabay

I know all too well

the feelings of hopelessness

many useless tears

~cie~

Carpe Diem Love Month: Senryu: Love at First Sight

Image by Thomas B. from Pixabay

it's love at first sight

losing my heart and my mind

damn fool idea

~cie~

Senryu: Two Hearts

Image by Goran Horvat from Pixabay

do hearts beat as one

does a broken soul get crushed

beneath brutal will

~cie~

Carpe Diem #1781: Dead Leaves

the leaves falling down

colorless on the cold wind

my heart breaks like ice

~Cie~

Notes:

I guess I came close to following the traditional Haiku rules, but if not, you can tell me that I suck and should go die in a fire like the trash poet (and excuse for a human being) that I am. For me, the expression is always more important than the rules, and it's difficult to teach a very old and stupid dog new tricks.

November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2019: Day 1: Once Upon a Time

Image by SnapwireSnaps from Pixabay

Once upon a time

I dreamed

once upon a time

he was

but now there's nothing left

except the misery

as summer disappears

and the barkers burst the colorful balloons

and take down the faire

players only love you

when you bring them money

gas, grass, or ass

no-one rides for free

little boys grow up

become corrupt

use and throw away

stupid girls

once upon a time

I believed in something

once upon a time

I thought someone waited for me

now I know the truth

the only one waiting 'round the corner

to put his arms around me

is death

that no matter where I am

I'm just two steps ahead of that man

some days I'm philosophical

some days I'm scared out of my fucking mind

and some days I'd welcome the bastard

with open arms

once upon a time

you were mine

you loved this wretched, broken thing

but like a leaf on the breeze you blew away

some things are too corrupted to love 

I thought I saw you coming back to me

but then I woke from my dream

the fairytale disappeared

in a puff of smoke

like Little Jackie Paper

you snuffed out your dreams of Puff

dragons aren't real

magic only exists in fairy tales

and love is nothing but a lie

once upon a time

I believed in happy ever after

now I only believe

that dreams vanish

and hearts break

and

everything

dies

~Cie~

Note:

I just found out about the Writers Digest Poem a Day Chapbook Challenge. Now I am playing catch-up. Click here to learn more.

OctPoWriMo 2019: Day 9: What My Eyes Saw

I Blinked and the World Was Gone

Photoshop Manipulation by The Real Cie

My eyes saw that in the end

Everything was just a lie

Seeing is not believing

Hearing is deceiving

Truth is but a silent sigh

Perspective nothing but perception

Reality is, on one hand, subjective

And on the other hand as objective

As a knife to the spine

My eyes are but windows

To the lies my soul tells

~Cie~

OctPoWriMo 2019: Day 1: Dark Night of the Soul

Image by Owensart from Pixabay

Awakening from our dream of love, we see that once again

The dark night of the soul descends

Bleakness that no shiny happy folderol can end

Chaos reigns instead

Doubt descends to destroy

Every beautiful thing

Found in its path

Ghouls dig into the graves

History is unearthed

Incapable of believing

Jealousy

Kills

Love

Morning rushes away

Night descends 

Old fears

Prey on us in the pitch black of our doubts

Regret overtakes 

Soul fire ignites the last vestiges of hope

Tragically, certain ill-advised words cannot be

Unsaid

Vain tears cannot

Win back what was tossed aside

Xenos we are
You fly away

Zeroing the light in my heart
Back
to
Black

~Cie~

Couldn't leave without giving credit to the amazing Amy Winehouse for the inspiration.

Carpe Diem Renga with Jane Reichhold: Placing the Flute

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wind perfumed

from a woman's shoulder

desert night

beauty of the soul hidden

beneath harsh exterior

dancing on the beach

I jab a stick into the sky

to break up the blue

blue for those loved by the world

sky is never blue for me

days so complete

words become the calls of birds

the high tide wind

what would it be to feel joy

satisfied at the day's end

placing the flute

against her lips something

slips into place

stupid girl that I once was

believing I could be more

I'm not old

all night my eyes have held

the ancient stars

I was broken before birth

my heart has never been young

moon white water

lovers in the secret cove

Saturday night

I walk on by full knowing

there is nothing there for me

~Jane & Cie~

Notes:

It's possible that for once in my train wreck of an existence I managed to follow directions and didn't, say, create Troiku where Renga was called for. SMDH at my failure to brain when it comes to even the simplest things.

The Hokku (Haiku) of these Renga were created by Jane Reichhold (1937 - 2016). The Ageku (two-line stanza) were created by me.