A-Z Challenge. Day twenty-six.

A day late but here it is!

Z is for Zombie Apocalypse.

Prepare your children
            show them where to hide, how to hold a gun.
Prepare your friends
            there is always strength in numbers.
Prepare your house
            buy plywood, nails, screws, sheets of metal, tools.
Prepare your vehicles
            install weapons, tricks, safe locks.
Prepare your body
            run, lift weights; it’s your life on the line.
Prepare your supplies
            buy guns, bullets, golf clubs, bats, chainsaws.
Prepare your food
            have water, canned meat, fruits, vegetables.
Prepare your mind
            shoot a gun, destroy a target.
Prepare
            they are coming.
Prepare
            it’s only a matter of time.
Prepare
            they will take over.
Prepare
            don’t be squeamish; this is for survival.
Pre-
            you’re out of time.
Be ready
            you’re next.

A-Z Challenge. Day twenty-four.

This poem is told from the point of view of one of my main characters in my novel I'm currently working on. Also, X is a tricky letter. Hope you enjoy :)

X is for Xavier.

First time I met her,
I knew in my soul,
she was my sister
in all but blood.

Our eyes connected
and we introduced
ourselves, before I
was dragged away.

Mother kept saying
"My apologies,
My King," while bowing,
clawing my neck.

Princess Adalyn
quickly got me to
play with her, saying
"this is my friend."

Mother was appalled.
King told us to go,
kids should be kids, as
long as they can.

A-Z Challenge. Day twenty.

A quick little poem for day twenty. Enjoy :)

T is for Time.

It's strange,
isn't it? How
humans are so
obsessed
with the concept
of time.
We need more
hours in a day,
days in a week.
We rush, rush,
stressing
to get everything done.
Rarely, do we stop
to breathe deep,
put down our phones,
daydream,
stare at the stars,
take time for ourselves.

A moment
to stop
and put away
the devices attached,
almost permanently,
to our hands.
Take a step back,
smell roses,
listen to the singing birds,
and just be.

A-Z Challenge. Day fifteen.

Used a picture prompt for this one. Hope you enjoy day fifteen. :)

O is for Ocean.

Waves kiss
sand, squished
between my toes.
Suns rays caress
my cheeks
as the earth
turns away
from its heat.

Salt lingers
wafting from blue
clinging to my hair,
my skin.
An arm drapes
my shoulders. I
lean into his strength. Smiling.
He presses his lips
to my hair, guides
me back towards
our hotel.
Our friends await
margaritas in hand.

A-Z Challenge. Day fourteen.

The form of this poem is the Sestina. One of my favourites and I thought I'd try my hand at it again. Hope you enjoy day 14 :)

N is for Night

Shadows cling to the sidewalk,
houses around me are dark.
I stumble along, grasping at the light
provided by the street lamps, glowing
golden. Guiding, the full moon
creates a path for me home.

It feels like ages since I left for home,
my heels click along the sidewalk,
I turn my face to the moon,
trying to ignore the dark
demons around me, eyes glowing
giving off an unnatural light.

Turning down a street, a light
breeze blows my hair and I can see home.
A beacon at the end of the street, glowing;
flowers growing over the edge of the sidewalk.
Dog barks, silhouette a dark
smudge against the fence lit by the moon.

A deep breath of air, the moon
guides me with its light
passed the houses clawing from the dark
to keep me from home.
I quicken my steps, jumping over sidewalk
cracks, aiming for my glowing

goal at the end of the street with glowing
fairies sitting beneath the moon,
legs dangling over the sidewalk.
I pause in the light
certain I heard a sound from the home
of my neighbours, the windows dark,

the Mazda absent. Stretching from the dark,
shadows start to tear into the glowing
gold, and I just want to be home.
A quick peek at the moon,
I take strength from its light,
to guide me over the last bit of sidewalk.

I pass the last dark house, using the moon
and the glowing gold of the light
posts to reach home. One last step and I'm off the sidewalk.

A-Z Challenge. Day Three.

Hello everybody! Even when I'm trying to get out the door I manage to write something for this challenge! Go me! Hope you enjoy :)

Day 3. C is for Coffee.

Navy eyes blink sleep
from corners. Yawn stretches
pink lips. Clear mug is grabbed
from cupboard, set beneath
Keurig. Breakfast blend placed
in holder, blue lights flash.

Lips form smile, coffee pours,
filling mug and room with
a writer's fuel, scent
of nutty heaven.

A sip. A sigh.
Rays of sun filter
in through windows.
Warmth from outside
and in.

A-Z Challenge. Day One.

Hello everyone. It's been a while since I've posted anything, but I've found another challenge that caught my interest and made me want to write more! It's the A-Z Challenge of April. Here's the link if you'd like to read more about it: http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/p/what-is-blogging-from-to-z.html

Day 1: A is for Adventure

Emerald fabric decorated
with the Starbucks siren dances
to the winds chaotic cadence.
My gaze clings to the fibres
and I fall

into a world of magic.
Swords to shields, they clash
and there I stand, at the edge
watching, waiting to see
the victor.

Grande cup breaks my daze
and I crash back,
smoothly wiping the milk
from the wand. I smile.
"Have a wonderful day."


This was just something I wrote on my break at work today. Check back tomorrow for Day 2!