Crimson’s Creative Challenge 145 — a Fairy tail

Meldimeriel was a small child, or a very large fairy, depending on your own perspective. She was a solitary child, prone to fantasy and play acting in her own yard, where every bush held a hidden fortress, and every hummingbird was a winged fairy warrior.

Her parents worried about her flights of fancy and daydreaming, but it was this very trait that would alter the course of her destiny, and the fate of the entire Elysium Forest Clan.

The small brick structure held a large wheel that was ripe for turning, and there came from inside an odd hooting kind of sound. Meldi gave a little jump and grabbed the wheel letting her weight bring it down. A portion of the roof winched it’s way open. Out popped the head of the littlest dragon Meldi had ever seen. Their eyes locked and a lifetime of friendship and adventure was born.

word count 150

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 145

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

Death by Jewelry – a Crimson Creative Challenge

Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 139

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 139

Death by Jewelry

Solanj sized up the path, deserted even at mid-day, this would do nicely. A lovely place for a gentleman to take a lady for a moonlight stroll. The symetrical trees and shrubs concealed many a covert alcove where lovers would be safe from prying eyes. A perfect place for the garroting of an evil aristocrat. Solanj fingered the gold ring on her hand, it’s cabochon stone concealing a poison dart. Her bracelet of lavender silk cord braided with strong silver wire wrapped easily around her dainty wrist, unrolled into an effective garrot. Solanj the most feared assassin of her age, never concealed a weapon. After all who would presume to question a lady’s jewelry.

word count 117

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

psssst – new moon in Cancer July 9-10

Parched – a Crimson Creative Challenge tiny tale

For Crimsons Creative Challenge # 136

Parched

The clouds gathered dark that day, blotting out the sun. Dark and ominous with jagged edges, holding the promise for rain. Xere paused, savoring the cool shade. Desiccated earth beneath her feet cracked and crumbled, as her lungs cried out for moisture. No storm came to quench earth or skin. No rain fell that day, or any day since.

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

The Gift of Tiny Things a Crimson Creative Challenge

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 133

The Gift of Tiny Things

It is, I think, the tiny things
that often give soul it’s wings
the humming bird in darting flight
fills the heart with pure delight
dandelion offered from a tiny hand
I’ve never seen a gift so grand
a gentle touch, a quiet smile
a laugh, a joke, and all the while
wondering what tomorrow brings
life is lived in the tiny things

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

Crimson’s Creative Challenge 132 — The Power of Water

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge 132

The Power of Water

By the power of water, pure and clean
the world is cleansed of negativity
a hillock adrift in the torrent stream
all that remains of her broken dreams
the Great Mother’s voice whispers
“come child, let me dry your eyes
you aren’t sad because it rains my dear
it rains because you cry”

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

Through the Lady’s Eyes – a Crimson Creative Challenge

our photo prompt from Crispina Kemp

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

From Crater Lake Oregon

Through the Lady’s Eyes

Everywhere I go I seem
to find
the Lady’s spirit watching me
Look now, can you not see
the Lady’s face within the tree
or the
feminine forms etched in stone
nature’s hidden ghosts
abiding grace of form
now
look through her eyes
and you just might see
all this world was meant to be

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

Yard Decorations – a Crimson Creative Challenge

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 127 a toast to unusual yard decorations.

This is so cool, I really want to meet these people. They just need a sign that says “caution, I am licensed to stab people with sharp objects” lol

My kind of yard decorations in Colac Bay, NZ

When I am old, I will wear purple and put up weird yard decorations instead of rose bushes; if you ask about me, my children will remark “oh crap, what’s the old bat up to now?” 🙂 ~JP

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 124 — If Steps Could Talk

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge brought to us through the lens of Crispina Kemp, where we are invited to respond with whatever moves us. 🙂

My very thorough response in photo, poem, and music *tehehehe*

Steps to Kurama-dera temple – Kyoto, Japan

If Stairs Could Talk

Up, up, up we go
it matters not
whether fast or slow
when you reach the top
what sights you’ll see
come along and follow me

 

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP