This week’s challenge is a bit of a cop out. I wasted much of yesterday and this morning with the stupid phisher and haven’t had time to search out a new poetry form. Instead, I leave you to choose the form and use the Munch painting, ‘Moonlight’ as your inspiration.
I’m adding a selection of words for you to use—verb, nouns, adjective and adverb—that you can use if you want to add a bit of a challenge to the prompt.
winding – moonlight – follow – heavily – path
I haven’t written a poem yet. I’ll post later.
If the painting doesn’t inspire you, just use the words. Leave your links in the comments as usual and surprise me 🙂
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This was fun.
I enjoy these kind of prompts too.
btw… I would have passed on the NaPoWriMo prompt if this challenge hadn’t nudged me into it.
I’m glad 🙂 I would have passed too if I hadn’t realised that what I’d written for Secret Keeper was almost what the prompt required.
Munch definitely gives food for thought!
Not too unsettling, I hope.
Not at all. Right up my alley. It’s rattling around in my mind at the moment…
That’s what I like to hear.
Inspired a bit by your remark about the shadows (And a Twilight Zone episode.) 🙂
Here’s mine. Don’t fall off your chair. I used your words, but not your picture.
Where does she wander on this starry night?
A wraith, a shadow, she’s frail as a sigh,
Woven from stardust and strands of moonlight,
Feet tripping dainty as she passes by.
Discarding my fear, I follow her path,
A winding trail through glistening grassland,
Over rounded hills, past the fairy rath
To the foaming sea, roaring on the strand.
With greedy hands, the salt wind tugs her hair,
Waves throw themselves heavily on the shore,
She lets her robe fall, stands tall without care,
She is the shape of my love, form I adore.
White flesh gleaming, she wades into the deep,
Slips beneath the surface to endless sleep.
Gorgeous. The prose piece gave me gooseflesh.
Thank you! 😊 It’s based on a true story, the first woman in Ireland burned at the stake as a witch.
I didn’t know the witch burners were ever active in Ireland. Was that thanks to Black Cromwell?
Bishop Richard Ladrede I think his name was, or something like that. He was actually after Dame Alice Kyteler, but she escaped. Petronella was her maid, and so obviously an accomplice. She really suffered.
The maid would have done as an example to all the other wicked women. Poor girl.
Yes. Apparently all the aristocracy survived, but the lower ranks didn’t.
If they were aristocracy they were protestant, the servants would have been expendable demonic catholics.
Lol! Yes, that’s probably true. This story has been sitting in my head for a while. I think I need to do some research and write. Maybe she feels it’s time her story was heard.
Oh do! It sounds like a great subject for a proper story. Give the poor girl a bit of glory.
I’ll save it for Halloween, I think.
Oh, I do like this prompt. I thought I’d missed one from you this week, Jane.
hi Jane, here’s my take for this week…a triolet
Jane one more, and again a triolet
Jane once again, I clubbed ur prompt with that of Rashmi’s Limerick challenge n So HERE is one more
How long does this last? I might be able to join in.
I post the entries on Tuesday morning European time so you have all day to write a poem. If it’s late I’ll post it next week with the next batch 🙂
Ok thanks. I will check it out Tuesday. Thanks!