Books are really my true delight An escape from the stress of life. Where my imaginations rife A door from which my mind takes flight A fantasy or mortal plight. Give me a book and I will read Of life and love, of hate and greed. Of space ships and a planet cursed Lieing villains doing their worst Oh yes give me a book I plead
This is part of Esther’s Challenge : Laugh-Along Limerick, held at Lance’s write to inspire, if you fancy joining in.
There was a young laundress named Jane Who found her work a huge pain. So she threw in the sponge with a smile Then ran a one minute mile Never to be seen at the laundry again!
March 25 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write an escape. It can be daring or subtle. Who is escaping from what and why? Go where the prompt leads!
The Escape.
The escape was silent, no one heard. All asleep upstairs. Gently at first it grew fierce it fled the kitchen and headed for the stairs. Where they all slept on, in their beds
It was cold outside so the doors and windows were shut tight. Unseen it swirled around the house. It filled every room, hallway and cupboard. Silent and invisibly it filled the house and their lungs. They slept on.
Tim awoke at about three AM. His head hurt. He went down to the kitchen to make a drink. He clicked the ignition on the hob. Flash Boom!
For visually challenged writers, theimage shows a sheer drop from old stone… a bridge, perhaps, or the battlements of a castle… there is no way to tell… Below is deep, dark water, swirling, fringed by autumnal trees…
This week’s prompt ~ Deeper
Looking down at the drop and the dark waters below, Ben wondered could he make it. There was no other route out, no escape. Listening for the sound of his persuers he wished he’d never left home. But he had, and the dye was cast, below him swirled his Rubicon. He heard the dogs first and then the shouts as the first stone hit him he closed his eyes and jumped.
Take that leap faith Into the dark blue yonder. Let your soul take flight. The waters may be deeper Let fear not be your keeper.
For visually challenged writers, theimage shows a pathway through the bracken of the moors towards a distant horizon crowned by a hill. The path is flanked by a huge rock…
This week’s prompt ~ Guarded
After a life’s struggle The confusion and muddle Led me to this place. The years have left their trace.
My way is now barred The guardian old and scarred. He’s been there years His stone face carved by tears
Not surpprised to see me He smiles, at last I am free. Towards the distant hills Shedding all my ills.
I have had three attempts at this post, I finally thought okay then I see I have used Guardian instead of Guarded.. Sorry I have go with this my brain hurts.
You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (DUST & Weed). and FATE.
The 2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but CAN BE combined if YOU CHOOSE to do so.
Welcome to the Décima Poetry Challenge. Each week we’ll be attempting a Décima, also known as an Espinela, poem.
If you don’t know how to write a Décima, click HERE to go to a post on How to Write an Espinela or Décima Poem.
I have combined my Haiku from Monday with the décima so my words to use are Dust, Weed and Fate.
The Awakening.
Image from Pixabay
Who ever said that you own me This worm has learned it’s not too late. To change my life, no slave to fate. You do not own me I am free I am no more your property Nevermore dust under your feet Nor a weed for you to defeat. No more am I your blank canvas Cut and scraped for you to distress. At last I’ve woken, up you see.
For visually challenged writers, theimage shows a blue-lit landscape, land and calm water mirroring the cloudy, silver-lit sky.
My feet are cold, but I am past caring there is nothing left for me here. I step forward water rises up my legs, it’s no longer cold. My dress billows and the silver light touches my face. I am no longer tired, the pain is lifted from me as if I am cutting the ties that bind me. I move even further from the shore my steps unsteady now as the water reaches my chest. I am warm, I am rested I am happy. I slip beneath the waves and all I see is blue , as I look up I see the last of the silver light in the sky.
All of a sudden he is there his long red hair, his blue eyes and his beautiful silver fish tail. Wrapping me in his arms around me he whispers, “I told you I would wait for you, all you had to do was come to me.”
In the ICU the doctor shook his head , “We’ve lost her” he said, “Time of death 21.27″…the long whistle of the machine stopped as he turned it off leaving the low but determined beeps of the other patient’s machines in the background.
Her assigned nurse said quietly, “She really tried she kept on fighting, why did she just give up like that?” The team looked at her in silence then one of them said, “She looks amazing, there is a real aura of serenity about her”
I need to feel wind in my hair Escape my tormenter and ride To blow my mind’s cobwebs aside. Throw caution up into the air Trip the light fantastic,with care Bring to me my black stallion. Sailing land like a Galleon This is not time for me to bide Whip up my senses, joy and pride. Flee from the mean Rapscallion.
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