20160524 Ha'Sonnet (half sonnet challenge started by another poet)
Array of sea glass arts meticulously displayed with pride. Framed art mosaics with hues of red, blue, green, brown... pink and the purple... the rarest…
It was December morn, aboard the ferry to where I was bo… It’s been ten years and I dreaded… to my sweet, ancestral home. Saltiness in the air,
By: Imrogue The night was still... Bewitched by the magical spell of tender moments together...
Today, we build the stage out of cinder blocks. We’ll use a stick for her scepter and a sheet for her cape. Intertwined honey suckle vines
Her young soul shrouded with apprehension. A short trip home was like a million miles away. She rushed into the room
He hurled his contemptuous insult With regards to nothing. She played and danced with the tun… and they both roared in laughter. They smoked the house with thicker
Have you heard of a writer’s block… I wondered... I thought it was a… Suddenly, I’m taken aback... Inflicted and being attacked! Let’s watch the clock.............…
Her tattered red shoes waited for years in dim-lit corner— mending’s needed no more
I walked the blackened sand beach of what gave me comfort and sorrow… Yesterday, the tide was high, and now it has subsided... Seaweeds and seashells
By: Imrogue Up amidst the blackened sky... glowing with spectacular sight– Lanterns of different colors: red, white, green, yellow, blue,
I wonder....What tree is it? Is it the tree where whirlybirds n… or the tree where to hitch helicop… I see... now, you tell me... It is the Maple tree!
Lost in my deep, sweet reverie, beautiful voice singing a song... accompanied
Scoped—surveyed Perimeter was eyed for the next attack. On target’s back, motionless and light.
By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…
The “Weeping Willow” tree— in Spring, I’d like to see! Its name may sound so sad, Somehow, it makes me glad! Swaying gracefully on its frame