Saturday Mix

Games of the Night

Posted by Raivenne on February 24, 2018
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Night & Day by Lisa Agaran
Nyx gazes with dusky smiles

From a counter of dark azure skies

Under a tableau of stars

On those who play, who slumber

But especially

On those who deign to harness

A toe-hold in the illicit secrets

She holds in the noir midnight

Only to release them

In the bright noon of Apollo

 

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: Saturday Mix – Same Same But Different, 24 February 2018

This iteration of ‘Same Same But Different’ tasks us with five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing, that’s right.

The words this week: Table, Sleep, Take, Foot, Black

The writing form can be either poetry or prose.

In Dreams Come True Is This

Posted by Raivenne on May 15, 2017
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In dreams come true, is this, yon maidens sigh
The knight so brave, a truth none can deny
His heart doth love, but just for one to see
Someone special who knows not what could be
His love he’ll give when battle’s end is nigh

And she, damsel who finds herself too shy
Doth watch her knight of dreams ride off thereby
Knows not the knight could love someone like she
In dreams come true is this

It will pain less, she knows, come by and by
For now these tears are hers alone to cry
Upon his death whispers it comes to she
To learn so late his love was hers to be
Her heart alive, with love, only to die
In dreams come true is this

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In Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie  – host Teresa asks us to pen a short episode in the fashion of a medieval romance tale in prose or as a Rondeau.

 

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie : Saturday’s Mix – May 13th 

 

MLMM – Saturday Mix: Dear Diary

Posted by Raivenne on April 22, 2017
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Painting of a man, with an open umbrella, walking along a riverside promenade on a rainy day. A bridge and skyscrapers in background.

Artwork: Glenn Hunt

“Is this what they mean by “I feel like a school girl”? I had no idea being with you could be this freeing, this decadent! The feel of your warm skin against mine. How your eyes glassed over as I plunged deeply into you – how messily you came apart! The feel of your disassembled body in my hands. Washing all the blood from the sheets was hard, but worth it. Angela Matthews, my angel! I thank you for the gift of your life yesterday, each time I walk along the pier, I will honor your watery grave wih all my heart.

This was dated April 22nd. Autopsy confirmed the timing is correct. He likely would have gotten away with all of them had our team not found his journal.”

The detective visibly shuddered with revulsion as he folded the copy of the journal entry, then looked to the gathered press for questions.

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We’re asked to write a page from a diary using the above photo as inspiration.

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: Saturday Mix – April 22, 2017: Dear Diary