Cynthia A. Morgan's Blog, page 204
April 23, 2017
Poem: “She-tale, Sea” (#guestblogger)
Mouth of a whale
sun sharp on skin
teeth bared
peeking within
There’s a special something
if you dare to look
open
now
wide
– don’t be shy of my hook
A. R. Frederiksen is a recurring guest blogger here at BnV, and her own writing blog can be found here, where she dabbles in flashfiction/poetry and reflects over the ABCs of writing.
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April 22, 2017
The Birth of Spring – #EarthDay #Poetry
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The Silver Light of Winter
Has Spread her Arms and Laid Her head
Upon the mantle of the Frozen earth
To Kiss the Birth of Spring Instead.
The Pearlescent Light of April
Sweetly Smiles over Waking fields,
Verdant greens within Her Hand,
As Flowing colours of Renewal She Wields.
The Balmy Glow of Springtime
Tenderly Laughs in Jocund Glee,
Embracing all of Life within
Her Ornate, Fragrant Tapestry.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Bente Schlick
Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Harmony, life, Nature, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Renewal, Seasons, Spring, Springtime, ~Morgan~








Fragrant – #EarthDay #Poetry
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Sweet and Verdant
Lush and Pure
Hint of blossom Kissing
Warm Balm Lingering
Lusty breeze Caressing
Delicate Light Radiating
Suggestion of spice in Earthen Tones
Wood and Leaf,
Noble Splendour
Breathe Deep;
Then Deeper Still
The Intoxicating Fragrance
Mesmerizing my senses!
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~Morgan~
Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Beautiful Photographs, Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth Day, Harmony, Nature, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Poetry Challenge, spirituality, ~Morgan~








Garden of Musing – #DailyHaikuChallenge
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Garden of Musing
Springing with Inspiration
Homegrown Treasure Trove
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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One
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Day 186 / 365
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~Morgan~
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Photograph is of my garden several years ago
#EarthDay – Renewal
Immanuel Kant
b 1724
He who is cruel to animals becomes hard
also in his dealings with men. We can
judge the heart of a man by his treatment
of animals.
Two Great Men of the Same Mind.
Remember the Earth
She is the Ever Present Blessing of Heaven.
She is Life and Renewal and Harmony.
She is Precious and Fragile.
She is OUR responsibility.
So Be a Good Steward today,
Don’t Look the Other Way,
Pass on Her Beauty for Posterity.
Blessings of Quiet Peace and Renewal on this Beautiful Earth Day~
~Morgan~
Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Animal Rights, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth Day, Harmony, life, Nature, Peace, Poem, poetry, Renewal, spirituality, Stewardship, ~Morgan~








Masterpiece – #EarthDay Homage
How Truly Beautiful is this world. How Rich in Colour, Texture, Light, Shadow, Shades and Hues both Vivid and Pale, Stark in contrast and Harmonious in their blendings. Each day the golden shimmering orb of pale and violent splendor raises his head and Smiles down upon us, glistering and, sometimes, glowering in Radiant Grandeur, waiting for us to See, to pause, to raise a hand in Breathless Wonder beneath its superior glow and stand, for a moment, Transfixed.
Each evening the luminous moon in subtle beauty slips delicately from her ebon shroud and Sings a song of ethereal Enchantment. Gentle and patient, she glides in regal effortless flow across the bejeweled spangle, her silvery luminescence a Gift to all who lay aside their restless haste, if only for the briefest of moments, to Gaze upon her shimmering show.
The Earth is Filled to overflowing with verdant greens, supple yellows, resplendent reds, breathtaking blues, passionate purples, vibrant oranges, pale pinks, rich russets and auspicious auburns that Proclaim for all to See and to all who may Hear, should they Choose to, the Loving Touch of the Artist’s Hand.
Each mountain that has stood for millennia;
Each forest that has echoed with the song of the wolf and the cicada for eons;
Each tranquil pastoral glen that shimmers beneath the Kiss of the sun;
Each quiet beach that sings a rhythmic, oceanic song;
Each deep, mysterious blue sea that shields another world entire;
Each frosty glacier and windswept barren, giving and renewing life;
Each tawny desert filled with sand and silence;
Each roadside garden springing with wildflowers;
Each nook and crevice of forgotten wilderness;
Each Smile, Each Tear, Each Freckled Face;
A Masterpiece of Beloved Oeuvre waiting for its audience,
Waiting for You, Waiting for me,
To Pause,
To Sigh,
To Lovingly See.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photographs found on Google and Pinterest. Credit Acknowledged to the Original Photographers.
Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Beautiful Earth, Beautiful Earth Photos, Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth Day, Earth_Pics, Nature, Poem, poetry, treasures of the earth, ~Morgan~








April 21, 2017
#FridayFeyDay – I Am Here – #Epic #Fantasy #Teaser
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Today I am sharing three teasers of interactions between the two lead characters of Dark Fey: the Dark Fey Gairynzvl and Ayla, a Fey of the Light offering a glimpse into the changing complexity of their relationship. In this final offering, an excerpt from the unreleased third book of the trilogy Breaking Into The Light, we see how their relationship has grown in tenderness and intimacy. I truly hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing this short, yet beautiful love scene.
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Returning from the village with those who were eager to gather round the fire and share the small feast with the Liberators of the childfey, Ayla and Ilys strolled with several other shefey who were not presently tending the younglings rescued from the Uunglarda. Talking quietly, they walked past the barns and stable yards without as much as a second glance; yet as they moved toward the roaring fire and bantering malefey, Ayla stopped abruptly, her mind filling with a soft, drawn-out whisper she recognized only too well.
“Ayla.”
Gasping in dismay, she covered her face with her hands as her heart lurched with dread. Fearing the worst, that Gairynzvl had succumbed to his injuries and was reaching out to her one final time, she could not contain the sudden rush of tearful emotion that assailed her as if intent upon strangling her. Turning to gaze back at her with annoyed confusion, Ilys scowled fiercely and inquired with a distinctly impatient tone just what was the matter, but before Ayla could gather enough composure to answer, Gairynzvl stepped from the dimly lit entrance of the closest barn, flexing his wings unhurriedly as he moved closer to the shefey.
Catching sight of him, Ilys smiled in surprise with an expression of greater relief than she might have typically chosen to show. To disguise her uncustomary display of emotion, however, she turned abruptly and continued toward the fire with the other shefey.
“Do not cry, Ayla. I am here.” He spoke to her softly, the sound of his deep voice causing her to jerk her head up in surprise as she looked round in all directions. When she located him, the tide of emotion that had sought to overwhelm her shifted, but did not dissipate and she turned to face him even as her tears doubled. Fully anticipating such a welcome from her, he laughed quietly in amused forbearance with her sentimentality and embraced her. Bending to encircle her with his strong arms as well as his expansive wings, he drew her close to muffle the sound of her crying against his chest as he hushed her with quiet words meant only for her.
After several moments, he drew back and looked down at her in the flickering light of the nearby radiating fire; ignoring the myriad tumbling questions that poured from her thoughts and capturing her perplexed, amber gaze with an intense stare. Slowly raising one hand to her chin, he held her gently as his own thoughts spun in a feverish whirlwind that sent both their senses reeling.
“You are here?” She whispered breathlessly; utterly bewildered by his unforeseen return, but he did not answer. Moving barely an inch at a time, he drew closer, then closer still; his breath coming deeper; his heart pounding faster; his desire focused on the rosy blush of her lips.
“I am here.” He whispered back to her. Another fraction of an inch closer, he paused to stare ardently at her mouth as hammering passion spread through his body and he did not restrict the sensation from transferring to her. In response to the blaze of his desire, her eyes closed and her head tilted back as she offered herself for his kiss and he could not contain the deep moan that escaped him before pressing his mouth to hers so tantalizingly lightly that she sighed sharply and flutter her wings in blissful abandon. Moving closer, he pulled her against the warmth of his body; his hands cradling her as his soft kisses lingered longer; then longer, until the passion that swirled around them in a dizzying maelstrom prompted her to sigh again, even more profoundly. Moaning another time with intense pleasure, his thoughts filled with the notion of lifting her into his arms and carrying her into the closest barn to make better use of the darkness and shadows, but even as his desire intensified into a rampant haze, he pulled away.
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You can explore Dark Fey in greater detail, read Reviews, Meet the Characters and enjoy more Teasers at the All Things Dark Fey Website
~Morgan~
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Beautiful photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank You~
Filed under: Dark Fey, Friday FeyDay / Fantasy Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Dark Fantasy, Fairy Tales, Fantasy, Fantasy Characters, Fantasy Realm, Fantasy Romance, Free Read, relationships, Romance, ~Morgan~








#FridayFeyDay – In The Moonlight – #Fantasy #Romance #Teaser
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Today I am sharing three teasers of interactions between the two lead characters of Dark Fey: the Dark Fey Gairynzvl and Ayla, a Fey of the Light offering a glimpse into the changing complexity of their relationship. In this second teaser, from book two of the trilogy (Standing in Shadows), they begin to explore the romantic side of their relationship.
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Drawing her out of the Chamber of Jollity into the dimly lighted corridor beyond, he sought a secluded corner, pulling her urgently along with him until he came upon a window at the end of the long hallway. There, in the luminous glow of moonlight, he turned round and embraced her with a deep moan, caressing her with the tips of his wings as their thoughts melded in sighs. Running his hands along her arms, he grasped her more firmly, pulling her upward against him while he stared hungrily at her; then, he lowered his head to kiss her.
Slowly.
Purposefully.
Moving barely an inch, waiting, then moving closer and pausing to wait once again, he listened keenly to the sound of her unsteady breathing and the less discernible hum of her aura as it began to sing. The touch of his lips upon hers sent a shudder through her that made her sigh sharply, as if she had never been kissed before, and she could not keep herself from leaning into his embrace as the ardor of their kiss deepened. Her senses spun uncontrolled, expanding to encompass his as well as her own and, like the rush of the first spring tide, which consumes the shore upon which it is released, she became lost in the flood of their unified sensations, regardless of place or time.
Breathless and eager, he kissed her passionately, turning slowly round and stepping forward until her back was against the wall below the window. Effortlessly, he lifted her so she could sit upon the deep windowsill, then he moved as closely as the barricade of the wall would permit, allowing his kiss to trail over her cheeks and chin, finding the soft, rushing pulse at her neck where her skin was more sensitive. Enticing and tempting on one side, then the other, with subtle bites and teasing touches of his tongue that sent her senses reeling; he moaned when she responded by leaning backward into his cradling arms, tilting her head back so that her hair cascaded over his hands as she sighed in the glimmering moonlight.
He was nearly overwhelmed by the intoxicatingly intimate sensations they shared through their mutual telepathic and empathic abilities, which he had never experienced with anyone previously, and she, equally overcome by the exquisite melding of their emotions and mingling sensations, had no measure of desire to deny his endeavor.
He drew a deep, shuddering breath and spoke to her softly through his thoughts alone.
Query?
Spinning!
Desire!
Sigh!
… A Romantic Excerpt from Dark Fey: Standing In Shadows…
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You can explore Dark Fey in greater detail, read Reviews, Meet the Characters and enjoy more Teasers at the All Things Dark Fey Website
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Artwork found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Artist. Thank You.
Filed under: Dark Fey, Friday FeyDay / Fantasy Tagged: BnV, Book Teaser, BooknVolume, Fairy Realm, Fairy Tales, Fantasy, Fantasy Characters, Fantasy Realm, Kindle Books, Romance, ~Morgan~








Simple Beauty – #DailyHaikuChallenge
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The Simplest Beauty
Glimmers more brightly than gold
Memory Lingers
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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One
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Day 185 / 365
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful photography found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank You~
Filed under: Daily Haiku Challenge Tagged: Amazing Photography, Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Inspiration, Nature, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Poetry Challenge, spirituality, Spring, ~Morgan~








#FridayFeyDay – Here in my Mind? – #Epic #Fantasy #Teaser
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Today I am sharing three teasers of interactions between the two lead characters of Dark Fey: the Dark Fey Gairynzvl and Ayla, a Fey of the Light offering a glimpse into the changing complexity of their relationship. In this first interaction, near the onset of their relationship, she senses him, but cannot physically see or touch him.
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“Ayla.”
Unexpectedly, her mind filled with a low, drawn out whisper; the deep baritone of the speaker frighteningly familiar and she gasped again, louder than before.
It was him.
“Oh, not now!” She cried out into the hush of her small home, but the persistent answer came back all too quickly.
“Now, Ayla.” The whisper was so close, the thought piercing her mind as if he stood mere inches away from her and she swayed under the potency of his presence, her lashes fluttering.
“Where?” She thought, seeking him, but not finding him. How could he be so close and, still, not be inside the cottage? He was closer than ever before. Once again, his reply to her question was instantaneous.
“Here.” His deep voice echoed in her mind, but she opened her eyes just the same, searching her parlor, expecting to see him at last; but her two-dimensional thinking brought insidious laughter to the edges of her consciousness and she shook her head at her own folly. Fool! She thought, admonishing her own simplicity.
“Here inside my mind?” She inquired, almost in disbelief and once more the answer came back to her so quickly it seemed he was capable of reading her thoughts before she could even think them.
“Yes.”
~An Excerpt from Dark Fey: The Reviled~
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You can explore Dark Fey in greater detail, read Reviews, Meet the Characters and enjoy more Teasers at the All Things Dark Fey Website
~Morgan~
Filed under: Dark Fey, Friday FeyDay / Fantasy Tagged: BnV, Book Teaser, BooknVolume, Epic Fantasy, Fairy Tales, Fantasy, Fantasy Characters, Fantasy Romance, RRBC, YA Fantasy, ~Morgan~







