The 3 Sisters of a Bad Ass Outline
Rants / March 9, 2015

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Secrets Behind the Stone Wall
Poetry & Prompts / March 9, 2015

Secrets Behind the Stone Wall The Queen dazzled with red jewels at her throat High atop the ancient castle standing tall Looking down upon the fowl fettered moat What secrets must hide behind that grand stone wall Only the royal and the rich can have their way Cakes, fine wine, and concubines on a whim While woeful masses go hungry all day Sunday, one day, the fat thank God in a hymn Taxed heavily by those who hold all the power The peasants unite to sustain each other and gathered at the base of the tower They bravely chose to serenade the Queen Mother They sang the most splendiferous ballad The Queen Mother rapt appeared within the hour She led the chorus back to share ambrosia salad For fun she was one never to cower At nightfall, a royal assembly was called The spry lady driven to reach a new decree She exploited her wiles to keep partisans enthralled So that the townspeople may forever be free. By R.M.R. at the Nexus

Rainbow Times
Poetry & Prompts / March 8, 2015

Rainbow Times I sit on bleached cotton under an azure sky dreaming the Dream that came true, shaded by fragrant pink blossoms I gaze upon endless leafy acres The horizon bleeds into the sanction of majestic steel mountains; Bays and chestnuts we’ve ridden a thousand times graze while the crimson barn you built stabs the landscape You saunter toward me wrapped in a carefree cloud wearing that loose white shirt and burnt sienna slacks, looking strong and sun-baked like a vibrant Sahara; You smile at me as I catch your eye Bringing my favorite red wine and your mother’s silver goblets, you sink into the black iron bench next to me and pour I reach for the large paisley platter (a wedding gift) loaded and steaming with hot garden greens We share ourselves as we share our meal and find something new again after all these years I’m awake in this Dream and find it’s more penetrating than my imagination had allowed *** Now… The sun a glowing gold coin in the dawning sky The dewy grass lays misty as in a flea market found watercolor Swathed in the white terrycloth you gave me I lift my morning mug to…

Trumpet Faces
Poetry & Prompts / March 7, 2015

Trumpet Faces Having long lean necks and heads forth cocked Springing straight up from grass so green All staring ahead as if shell-shocked How do they know which way to lean? Crowned around with buttery petals And in the midst a jutting bloom Rich soil and fresh rain give them mettle Bend and drink in their sweet perfume Plants in sun hats on trumpet faces Calling out to all of nature Coinciding with baseball laces Spring has arrived this is for sure! Blossoms of cream, lemon and orange Begin to flower in April Atriums boast these within their fringe Trumpet faces of daffodils By Michele at the Nexus You can you use any or all lines within Trumpet Faces as creative writing prompts. Please credit the source. Thank you.

Blue Thunder
Poetry & Prompts / March 5, 2015

Blue Thunder The mighty stallion stands so proud His true nature like soil unplowed Many strong men cannot subdue This great equine of silver-blue Then one morning with skies of gray As grizzled horsemen chat away One man’s young son chases a hen Into the blue steed’s private den The gallant head turned to explode Red nostrils flaring, his eyes glowed Danger deemed of imminent kind As the boy seemed to be confined Sensing the child was not a threat The steed reacted like a large pet For years to come men will wonder Why that stallion held his thunder By R.M.R. at the Writers Nexus Use all or any portion of this poem as you like for inspirational creative writing prompts. Please credit the source. Thank you.