Starlit Echoes

A poem by my fellow March 2018 – Wordplay Contest winner, Leontine Willow

There both of us were,
In the cold of the night
Dancing to the melody
Of fallen stars’ light.

All was deep silence
Lit by the coin moon
And we were there twirling
To an unforeseen tune.

The echo of last year
Now took us by hand,
When I fell in the water
And you led me to land.

My face had bloomed rose
In the aftermath.
But now we’re on a journey,
On a winding, traveling path.

Credits: ‘Starlit Echoes‘ © 2018  Leontine Willow. All Rights Reserved.
Published by Haunting Angel on www.hauntingangel.com with Leontine Willow’s blessing and permission.

Via March 2018 – Wordplay Contest Results 🙂

March 2018 – Wordplay Contest Results :)

Thank you and Congratulations 🙂

The Lord Provides and the Lord delivered. 🙂 First of all, a big THANK YOU for showing your love and support for my poem – The Lord Provides and please join me in congratulating my fellow winner – Leontine Willow. The PoetsPub has announced in their 4th Edition of the Pub Chatter  that Leontine Willow‘s Starlit Echoes and my above-mentioned poem has won in the category of Prompt #1… Seven Words. For this prompt, we had to write a poem (16 lines max) with the seven words that were given: cold, silence, water, echo, moon, path, journey. I have never won any sort of writing contest before. So this is pretty awesome. 🙂

There was also another prompt with three themes in the March 2018 – Wordplay contest involving 13-word poetry. The three themes were hands, clowns and poetry. To be honest, all the 13-word entries were very unique and I had an interesting time writing them. I will post my entries up later on in this blog. In the mean time, please help me congratulate the winners for each category and please show them some love 🙂 :

Clown prompt — Ajay_Kumar (The World Is A Circus)

Hand prompt — Mansi Jain (A Father’s Story)

Poetry prompt — Shayahj (Poetry)

The March 2018- Wordplay Contest has closed. If there are any of you who are interested in participating in these contests, the Poets Pub has another one called Spring Has Sprung – April 2018 Contest.

Congratulations once again to all these writers for their well-deserved wins and thank you all for coming. God bless and have a great day! 🙂

Via The Lord Provides

Honouring The Departed

QingMing Festival 2018

Paper money, paper house
Paper gold and paper blouse
Burn them for ancestors dear
Dead but somehow always near

Photo: A large Chinese cemetery located on a hill near Choa Chu Kang, Singapore.
Photo credits: ‘Garden of Memories‘ by William Cho used under CC BY-SA 2.0

 

A Special Feature: Hans Christian Andersen

A writer whose stories have inspired generations

Today in 1805, a wonderful author named Hans Christian Andersen was born.

For many people (perhaps, even yourself), his well-known stories such as The Ugly DucklingThe Brave Tin Soldier, and The Little Mermaid continue to be favourites long after his passing in 1875.

His stories appeal well to many especially children and as we mature into adults, some of them grow more resonant with meaning.

Personally being a child who was often restricted from playing outside, his stories were always great company indoors. Fast forward to 2018, his spirit and stories now inspire me to write. In fact, his style of story-telling inspired my recent short story ‘The Cricket’s Love Song‘.

In honour of his 213th birthday, here’s a link for those of us who’d like to revisit his stories.

Hans Christian Andersen Stories

Have a great day and God bless. 🙂

Hope From The Grave

The Lord has risen. Happy Easter 2018 🙂

At the Sabbath’s end,
In the early dawn
A great earthquake shook
In the early morn

Down, an angel came
Rolled the stone away
The tomb which once sealed
Now empty for display

The tomb keepers trembled,
Fell down like dead men,
Who knows if they ever
Got up again

The angel spoke clear
“Fear not,” he said
“Christ whom you seek
Has risen from the dead”

Photo credit: “Easter Morning 07” by Waiting For The Word used under CC BY

 

Mercy On A Tree

Good Friday 2018

Down in the city,
A commotion; a loss
A man was betrayed,
Was hung on a cross

He was accused
Of crimes aplenty
With no evidence
To find him guilty

He healed the sick,
Raised the dead
Yet “Crucify him!”
Was all they said

There on the cross
The lamb was slain
To show us how
To love again

The Lord Provides

In the cold silence of the night
A single boat floats out to sea
The moon glows full and bright
So it’s not so hard to see

A man casts his net down
And prays for fish aplenty,
Then the water yields a mighty catch
Counting more than twenty

Soon, the waves begin to echo
The seabirds begin to cry
It’s time to make his journey home
Where the land is dry

He pulls his loaded boat to shore
To meets his wife’s embrace,
Then he takes the fishes up the path
To the marketplace

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This poem was submitted as an entry for the Word Play – March 2018 Contest on Wattpad. It is a fun poetry contest organized by the Poets Pub. If you liked it, please give it a vote on the contest page and don’t forget to support the other poems there that you like.

If anyone is interested in participating, the contest is open for submissions until March 31st 2018. It is completely free. Thank you and have a good day. 🙂