Lamenting in darkness

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I woke up broken at the dawn of this day,

like mirror shredded in a million pieces.

news I heard from a mournful Sunday,

as her wedding day swiftly approaches.

Rough wrecked sanity enveloped,

these few lucid strands of my mind.

This lover's hope I clenched and invoked,

mere dusts aching memories left behind.

The day flew swiftly into humorless shadows,

of solemn goodbyes I last remembered.

How you were happy with his faithful vows,

but I shall only be to you - a soul kindred.

The night approached its darkest grief,

as I drown in its fathomless blackness.

A call from friends gave a mere breath of relief,

For I light my candle from their torches.

Picture courtesy of "deyedoctor"

This was a poem inspired by the poetry challenge by Jenn Scott.

Use the line "For I light my candle from their torches"

Just another bus commute

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This crowded bus commute to home,
brought me instant irritation.
How I hate this conventional ordeal,
crowd, traffic, and rejection.

Until I sat in a cool and spacious seat,
noticeable instant attraction.
A lovely girl with long straight hair,
also looking at my direction.

I knew chemistry ignited the air,
electricity somewhat overflowed.
Sparkles of magic out of nowhere,
ire gladly departed with sorrow.

At a moment's rush I walked towards her,
as the bus gradually halted.
Inches away, her eyes summoned,
yet I slipped through the door and departed.

picture courtesy of Google

Blank page

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I sit,
blankly staring in a screen of hope.
Pondering over,
endless inspiration for one.

This hum,
a soft mechanical allure.
Lingers freely,
they shout into my deafened ears.

Mixing madness,
a solid array and blissful thoughts.
Vacuous disarray,
in a semi darkened room of abstinence.

A prose,
gently undulates the reverberation.
Inside me,
this absent confusion writes.

WOOF Contest – Top Picks for July 3, 2009

It was a difficult week since there were so many entries to choose from the talented writers out there. Again, I would like to extend my sincerest gratitude to PlotDog and to the participants.

Prose / Fiction

Jennifer M Scott – “Dreaming of Eve” – This story is for mature audiences for strong language. sexual situations and violence just wanted to forewarn you. a woman is haunted by her former boyfriend.

H. Benjamin Petrie – “Is this Love?” - A stream-of-consciousness piece aiming to combine a Raymond Carver-style relationship story with James Joyce-style internal monologuing.

Webbielady – “Blue Moon” - At last!

Poetry

Dragon Blogger – “Who Will Make Coffee” - Funny and humorous poem about a volunteer brewing a pot of coffee.

Zorlone – “Untamed beauty” - One cannot claim full knowledge behind a woman's smile. "Looks like the girl is full of mystery..." - Snow

Free Spirit – “Armageddon” - When earth is too filthy to live in...

(WOOF participants should re-post all the links above by next Monday. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)

Presenting the finest of the writer’s blogs by the bloggers who write them. Highlighting the top posts as chosen by the July 3, 2009 WOOF Contest participants. Want in to join the next WOOF? The next contest ends July 10. Submit a link to your best writing post of the last 3 weeks using the form on this page. Participants, repost the winning link list within a week and you’re all set.

Other WOOF Contestants for 07/03/09

Prose / Fiction / Novel Excerpt

Jena Isle - “Chapter 1Umma Ayam Sinsana (Where are you now?)” - A true to life novel about Kalinga.

Jena Isle – “Chapter 2- Umma Ayam Sinsana (Where are you now?)” - Chapter 2 of the story of the Kalinga man.

Redrogue – “My Antipatic Colleague” - She is on the verge of hating her until the reality comes into view... What she's going to do now?

Poetry

Jennifer M Scott – “Candlelight Red” - A poem inspired by the words candlelight red.

Zorlone – “Last night” - "Without pain, can there be any real sense of joy? Without darkness, would we even understand the concept of light? This is a writer's curse and blessing, to feel things deeply and to make others feel them through our words." - Holly Jahangiri

Dragon Blogger – “Hurt Lives” - Poem about difficulty and staying the course in ones life.

Dragon Blogger – “Lost Drug Addict” - Random word poem including 19 random words about someone who slips into drug addiction.

In unity

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Anxiously waiting along the isle,
footsteps of the bride to be.
All eyes upon the lovely bride,
for all the family and friends to see.

Witnesses of an undying love,
rebirth of a relationship for three.
A husband and a wife's commitment,
with God as witness to their eternity.

All ears eagerly waited to hear,
the resounding words of I dos.
Ever the faithful hearts bound together,
the matrimonial celebration anew.

As witnesses of this glorious day,
of dear friends finally united.
Forever shall their love remain,
and start the memories tonight.

Congratulations and best wishes to Abbie and Reynold!
Picture courtesy of "deyedoctor"

Untamed beauty

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The sunrise avoids your stare,
for she looks less graceful in your presence.
The morning sun is subdued - it's bare,
she glances away from your radiance.

A breath of your puzzling innocent style,
hides the thoughts within your lovely eyes.
What secrets lie beneath your meek exile?
What truths abound in your silent goodbyes?

Even the songbirds come to admire you,
but you are always ahead of their disguise.
They hum, they sing, they even coo,
try they can, but you are no prize.

A gentle smile, a watchful look,
choosing to be the exquisite wife.
Your soft lips tease, yet in your book,
you are the mystery in their lives.

Picture courtesy of deyedoctor

Last night

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Last night was a bliss of possibilities.
What ifs & what could have been.
The fresh memory of your presence,
seated gracefully and lovingly in front of me.

Last night was a burden - unloaded.
Issues - uncleared, unspoken, and unmentioned.
Though questions lingered and waited,
in my mind, I did not dare ask.

Last night I said goodbye, but admired.
You who were there, you who let me in.
I stood up, fumbled with small words - departed.
Resounded - I left with would and could have been.

Last night I missed you as soon as I left.
The thought of you was held constantly in my mind.
I liked you so much, these feelings flung in the open.
To know you, to see you again, and to wish for you.

Last night I prayed to dream of only you,
and of possibilities I knew I hoped.
There in my dreams I heard my self spoke,
"I love you," softy and gently I whispered.

Image courtesy of "deyedoctor"