January’s prompt by Beyond the Box required us to write Poetry/ Prose without the letter E. Here’s my take in Poetry and Prose
𝗧𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲 : 𝗦𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻
Far away ‘midst chromatic sky,
Mon Amour! You and I shall sail with spirits high,
Watching rising sun during hours of dawn,
Holding your arms I’ll quill songs all morn,
Counting stars on starlit nights,
Our loving souls will waltz with might,
Walking hand in hand, through all hardships,
Our rosy days shall waft with blooming tulips,
With rhapsody of passion unifying us,
You and I shalt harbor bliss rapturous,
Painting a canvas with colors prismatic,
Mon Amour! Our story will always soar with ballads romantic.
𝗔 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗵’𝘀 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝘁
I walk. I stomp. I think. But words don’t flow. Again…I fail. What’s wrong?! Plots sink. Wayward iambs go sour and capricious rhythms turn cacophonous. Is it a mark of doomsday? Chilly air and mist looms in sight and shrouds my mind. Why, O why? I’m turning mad.
I look up. I look down. I squint. Finally, across my glass window a mighty oak thankfully signals in colors crimson and auburn.
A young man and woman lovingly draw initials on its bark. Voila! A plot floats. Inspiration finds its way.
Ink flows from my quill. What follows is a cataclysmic tsunami of words. A romantic ballad oozing with passion. I put my quill down and sigh.
Inspiration–it’s hard for bards and all wordsmiths. A tryst with words, an undying bond with a fictional world is what all of us wish for and pray. Our brains toil hard to portray works of fiction by whipping plots from day to day inspirations.
Word count : 160
Glad to have been chosen the winner.