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#MusicandMuseMonday – Ocean of Time

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Ocean of Time

Sweet River of Life

Sweep away

This Worry; This Strife

Delicate Splendour

Majestic and Fine

Sing Harmoniously

And Far Outshine

The Chaos we mere Mortals

Imbue;

Ever Present, Ever Shimmering

Intangible and True,

Sanctus Eleison

Life and Breath

River of Time

Ocean of Rest

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The Music and Muse category by Morgan shares Poetry and the Music which Inspired it.

Beautiful Music by Karl Jenkins

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Deliberate Intent – #LovePoetry

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Original Photograph found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer.  Thank You~

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#Fantasy #BookReview – Elf Killers

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It is the very worst time to be in the woods.

Oisin’s plan is to come with his bow to help Aedan and Doona lead a party of children into the forest to gather the maidenhair seedlings his people would take across the sea as they flee the trolls who hunt them as prey. Maybe he can be back in time for supper. And if he only dares to dream, he might also be back in time to speak with Doona alone.

Dyr’s plan is an early evening head smash for the foolish Elves who think they can steal away to the sands of the endless eye sting water and build their strange float huts. They will make a glorious feast.

But on the way, Dyr’s brutes stumble across Oisin’s gathering party and attack, leaving Aedan mortally wounded and scattering Doona and the children to flee in terror into the dark mountain woods, only to be run down and captured by the bloodthirsty trolls.

Can Oisin find the bonfires of the trolls and rescue them before it’s too late? And what then? Will any of them live long enough to reach safety?

 

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The very first thing that captured my imagination about Elf Killers was the wonderful languages the author created for the Trolls and the Elves, which are found in a handy glossary at the back of the book.  I read through this first, actually, before diving into the story and am glad I did, as otherwise I might have been flicking to the glossary disruptively throughout my reading.  The adventure takes off within the first few paragraphs, whisking the reader away to mythical realms and immersing them in a world of goodness, brutality, fear, romance, and intrigue.

The story is a prequel, which had me anticipating I would become attached to the characters and long to follow the story into the Heart of the Staff series; unfortunately, I didn’t connect with them as I hoped I might until nearly half way through the book.  They simply didn’t grab my hand and lure me in, but as I thought about it, I came to the conclusion that Elves are, by nature, secretive and this is why (at least in my mind) they didn’t choose to overwhelm me and reveal all their secrets at once.  I was ultimately drawn into the action, as well as the compelling love triangle amidst the Elves, which kept me reading through to the satisfying conclusion.

A solid first offering introducing readers to what promises to be a thrilling series!

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~Morgan~

 

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In The Lime Light – #Poet Spotlight – House of Heart Blog

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I would love to take a few moments of your time to introduce you to an amazing poetess (IF you don’t already know her, that is!).  Writer of lyrical prose that never fails to make me “sigh!”, I simply had to invite her to share more about herself and her writing in a Lime Light. So pull up a chair, grab a cup of tea (coffee, chai, Mt. Dew, or whathaveyou) and read on to discover all about Holly from HeartaFire blog/ House of Heart.

Please Introduce us to your Blog. What is it all about? What sorts of posts do you lean towards?

Morgan, thank you for the opportunity to be included in your interviews of

bloggers. I am very honored to participate and delighted to be among these

very creative writers, poets, artists, etc. My blog came to being several years ago when I began blogging with a friend. I closed it in 2014 when

my friend passed away, I began blogging again in 2015 at my present site

House of Heart, an eclectic blog leaning toward poetry.

What Inspires and stirs your creativity?

There are many things that inspire me. The simplest to the dramatic.

Generally it is internal. I may find something beautiful, emotive, bright, sad that stirs a desire to express my feelings. Some times it is life experience covertly layered in the lines or unfurled without regard to recognition. I sometimes write to music.

Conversely, what do you find difficult to write about?

I find it most difficult to write about personal experience, to write

unconstrained about my own life. I feel that to be able to do this effectively

is the mark of a good writer. Until one is able to write from the “gut” they

are holding back and can’t reach their full potential as a writer.

What Message, if any, do you hope to Share through your blog/posts?

I am not sending a message. I written a number of poems in the memory of

my friend, a brilliant writer and linquist, I will probably continue in an effort

to keep his writing alive. I find it a wonderful outlet as well, therapeutic, in addition it is a storage space for my writing.

How has your blog helped you as a writer/Indie Author? What things have you learned along the way that you never anticipated?

I have learned that blogging is in many ways social networking and not at all

like the work-shopping sites I was used to participating in. I was not really aware of that initially. I have been a member and moderator

at several work-shopping poetry sites, they are quite different in that there

is critique in work shopping that can be harsh and ones needs a thick skin, but I highly recommend it to all serous writers.

About your poetry:

What Inspires you to write your poetry?

I have been writing poetry since age eight. I had a poem published at an

early age and was encouraged. My mother passed away when I was very

young, I think in writing I found an outlet in my writing, an escape from some of the sadness of that period.

From what Point of View do you prefer to write? Is there a reason?

I often write in the first person. I love to write short fiction, Noir, soft erotica, and I have not ruled out the hard stuff, as I mentioned above, I feel to be a good writer we must be open to all genre’s.

How would you describe your “Voice” or Style of writing?

My poetry is generally romantic, having to do with joy, heartbreak, loss,

grief, fantasy, total fiction, or just life.

What genre do you prefer to write or are you truly eclectic?

I write poetry and short prose at my blog. I find that extremely long

narratives are hard for the reader to focus on as there are so many excellent

blogs and messages that they want to cover. I believe my blog would be

considered eclectic in that in addition to writing, I post art and music,

and have some of my own artwork and photography posted there. Here and there you many find an opinion on a topic that is of interest to me.

Do you painstakingly plot out your poetry; are you a discovery writer or a bit

of both? Why?

I don’t plan my poetry. It is just a spark that grows without reason, but in the end has a reason.

Please share two or three of your favorite poems and tell us a little about them:

I like the detail of this poem, the intricacies:

Dahlia’s of Stars

Dahlias of stars fill the sky.

Below, a mysterious expanse

of sea, home to anomalies,

exotic and strange exist in

deep trenches or rise to the

glimmering surface.

Bell shaped blobs with slippery

tendrils and sun seeking plankton

catch in the froth of white horses

that drop them on the shore,

feast to scavengers or saved

by the rush of incoming waves.

We are grains of sand ,

A speck of hope, an inclination of desire

spellbound in particles of splendor,

beating against the current,

crying out for the tide to save us.

I wrote this while observing the opening and fading of rose in my own garden.

Life Cycle of a Rose

She stands erect on a tall stalk

wrapped in veiny leaves

burgeoned with fat globules

of viscous dew.

For love of light

she spreads tender petals

to the broad faced sun

sinking sinewy roots

into the earth.

Swollen with nectar her

corolla lifts upright.

At dusk she combs the air

with sweetness,

retreating at night into

pearly pools of the moon.

About YOU:

If you had to describe yourself to someone who has never met you,

what might you say?

I would have to tell them that I am rather unpredictable, an empath but

cautious. I love people who are kind and even some who are at times, not. I am an advocate for abused children, the homeless, animals.

I abhor domestic violence, the mistreatment of children, the abuse of

animals. One might consider me guarded having been raised by

grandparents and an often absent and detached father. I am not really sure how that affected my outlook on life.

If you could meet one person from the past, who might it be and why?

I suppose it would be Pablo Neruda. I think he is a master poet and writer,

but I am most intrigued by his political life; forced exile and nomination for

the Chilean presidency.

When you are NOT writing, what is your favorite pastime?

I am an artist (strictly hobbyist) I like to take nature photographs

(though I have no gift for it). I like to spend time in the Florida Keys,

I might be found docked behind the Caribbean Club.

Describe Your Dream Getaway Destination. Have you ever been there? What makes this place Irresistible to you?

I lived in Germany for two years. I traveled to France and many European

countries. They are irresistibly beautiful.

My favorite escape is to the Florida Keys and Bimini or the Bahamas.

What “Charity” or “Cause” do you feel passionately about & Why?

I am very passionate about St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital,

The City of Hope in Los Angeles, Ca. They are making great progress in

the fight against cancer. The Harley Davidson fund raisers are also high

on my list, support for abused children and homeless families.

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Please be Sure to visit Heart at her beautiful poetry blog which you can find here:  https://aheartafire.wordpress.com/

~Morgan~

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In The Lime Light Author and Poet spotlights are offered as a free means of supporting my Fellow Writers.  If you like what you’ve read and would be interested in learning how YOU can be spotlighted, please let me know

#FridayFantasy – Impossible Love- #Fantasy #Poetry

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Impossible Love

Broadly Dreaming Fantasy

Love Whispers to All

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Beautiful Artwork found on: Fairies, dragons and other mythological creatures Facebook.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Artist.  Thank You~

Filed under: Friday Fantasy Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Fantasy, Haiku, Love, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Romance, ~Morgan~

#FridayFantasy – Liason – #Poem of #Seasons

 

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Softly she calls to him

A Breathless whisper upon the wind,

Shapeless

Drifting

Passion blossoming to him Whim.

 

Delicately she urges him

A Tender Caress through ephemeral time

Taunting

Teasing

Yearning Cradling his Transient Rhyme.

 

Tenderly he speaks to her

Tempering his Ardent Rush

Calming

Soothing

Smiling at her Lavish Blush.

 

Softly he calls to her

A Breathless murmur upon Falling Leaves

Passing

Clasping

Longing Unceasing,

Gathering the harvest of her fertile sheaves.

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Beautiful Photography found on Google Image search.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.  Thank You~

Beautiful Original Artwork by:  sktneh at deviantart.com

Filed under: Friday Fantasy Tagged: Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Change of Seasons, Nature, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Progression of Seasons, relationships, Romance, Seasons, Shifting Seasons, ~Morgan~

#FridayFantasy – Hide and Seek – #Fantasy #Poetry

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Enchantment Rules the Game

Where the Game Rules Enchantment

Seeking One

Finding None

Hide and Seek Predicament

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Beautiful Artwork found on: Fairies, dragons and other mythological creatures Facebook. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Artist. Thank You~

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#FridayFantasy #FantasyPrompt – Inspire Fire

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I found this beautiful artwork far too Inspiring to keep to myself.  So here’s your opportunity to Inspire Fire, by sharing a poem, 50 Word Story, or even a Flash/Short Story prompted by this amazing piece of art. You will be able to find all the week’s entries in next weeks #FridayFantasy #FantasyPrompt Inspire Fire Ensemble of authors. Please visit and read the stories and poems and explore the sites of their writers. (That’s really what this is all about!)

Use the image to create a post on your own blog by noon (GMT)  Thursday Sept 1st and link back to this post with a pingback. (Please make sure that the pingback works and if not, copy and paste your link into the comments section of this post.)  Please use the #FantasyPrompt hashtag in your title so your posts can be found on Twitter.

Feel free to include the beautiful artwork in your post if you wish to illustrate your work. (be sure to properly credit the original artist, info found below this post)

Have fun!

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Beautiful Original Artwork:  “Dragon arhat” by white70WS:  http://bit.ly/2aXPPbq

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#TBT – Shake It

I used to go dancing a lot, nearly every weekend. Same place, certainly nothing fancy, but there was a proper DJ, a few good friends, and a fancy to flirt with. Oh it was fun! Yet, now, I don’t go as much. In truth, it’s been years, even though I love to dance, love to hear the driving beat matching my pounding pulse, love to shake what the Good Lord gave me. Yes, I know how. I don’t get out there on the floor only after I’ve had one too many making every step a misstep, every turn a potential disaster, and I certainly don’t do that “White Girl” dance that looks more like there’s a queue for the loo than an expression of rhythmic ecstasy going on.

So why is it, then, that I have abstained for so long? The place is still there, the friends are still about, even the DJ is still in attendance on his given night, but, for whatever reason, I stopped going. Too many late nights? No. That’s the beauty of Saturdays. Not enough “fundage” to foot the bill? Never. Dancing is free; it’s the drinking that is costly. Got bored with the same ol’ scene…ok maybe, but I never went to parade my assets to the flesh market; I only ever went to dance, have a good time and a lot of laughs.

Why, then, deny myself something I enjoy; something that made me giggle, something from which I have dozens of great memories, something that made me feel so good? Job responsibilities got in the way, boyfriend at the time had something to say, supposed spiritual antithesis made me feel I rather ought to pray, not sure which, but something wouldn’t let me play (sorry, it’s the poet in me!) Whatever it was, I simply stopped going.

This happens, though, doesn’t it. Whether it’s the club where we love to dance, or the gym where we work out (and prance? Sorry!) Whether it’s the afternoon game at school we always used to go to, or the local theatre meeting we just can’t find time for anymore, or the church service of a Sunday that we used to attend; there always seems to be something that we sacrifice in order to satisfy the demands and pressures of our lives. It’s the extra job so we can buy a new car, or the late hours at the office so we can pay our inflated mortgage; it’s the dinner party that keeps us from spending time with our children, or the sheer exhaustion of it all that keeps us from getting up off the couch to give our bodies a little physical stimulation (behave now, I mean working out here!)

In the end, though, what are we gaining? Stress? Hassles? Dissatisfaction? 30 extra pounds and borderline diabetes? Estranged loved ones? Lonely children? Insomnia? A Life without Purpose? The list can go on and on. You know what they say: All work and no play….All Stress and no Pray….

My Point? (yes, you and I both know I don’t really need one, but once again you are in luck) What I’m saying is simply this: Grab your i-whatever devise and go for a walk. Strap on a helmet and take a spin on that bicycle that’s been sitting (or hanging) in your garage for years. Pick up a ball or a doll and play with your baby before they grow up and don’t want you around. Or better yet, put on your little black dress (unless you’re a man, of course! In that case put on something sleek and sexy that shows off your best attributes), call up some friends and Go Shake Your Grove Thang!

Because the fun you have and the inspiration you achieve will last a vast while longer than any false sense of accomplishment you may gain by working late or ignoring your mate.

~Morgan~

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