Poetic Offerings

I will share my poetry here today. I have been trying to post my writing on my other blog, Ella's Font.  

For Fireblossom's Friday challenge I went with witch...

You don't judge a book by its cover, but what about a house...
Ivy trailing, dark n' foreboding...
Incantation like the wind
casts a net
maybe you are wrong...


Sticks and stones may 
break your bones, but
I gather them
along with Earth's gifts
feathers of song birds, 
crystals, river stones and herbs
I follow Moon's wisdom
and light my grill, not cauldron
ashes n' embers of smoldering rosemary n' apple wood
permeate the wind

Noisy neighbor:

Moonlight glows dimly on the Sargent home
timeworn picket fence tilted and dove gray
weeds rampant everywhere
is that Sage I smell...burning?
as I walk on...I feel a smooth brush on my calf
a black cat nudges me
I jump
do I hear a cackle or is that creaking stairs?


Do I hear someone at my door?
Loki did you scare the neighbors again
Time to align the 3 fates and 9 muses
and brew our nettle tea
and light vanilla n' amber candles
I pick a leaf off my wishing tree and
write with blood red ink from pokeberries
Is someone there?
I go peer through my scarf curtains
I take out my salt glazed crow(pie bird)
he has sung a stormy tune
time for blackberry pie
I find my silver locket and plan my garden by the stars
and phased moonlight
tomorrow I will walk
 a new path

Truth alines in the darkness
it lurks behind the moon 
a map of the heart exposed in the palm
shows how the river will flow
my third eye knows to rise
above the frayed and aloof
and embrace Mother Nature's

 Follow the spirit tree's path
news will come to you on a wing
remember your moon sisters
face north and wear your indigo oil
light a purity candle and wish for your
true love to appear
and if you see a toad
don't blame me

 I did a prompt for The Sunday Mini Challenge. I invited others to write a poem using vintage, sepia photos. I love the look of these photos and wonder what their lives were like, their names, who did they love?!  I wonder....


Her name was Estella....
It was written on the back of the photo...

Promised to another
her pale blue eyes and strawberry looks
wilted and her lips quivered
 as the date neared to
be Mr. & Mrs. Hawkins
He an older man
  burly n' proud, but
drab n' dull like dust in the wind

Her mood would lift n' flutter like a moth to flame
when it was time to meet him, her true love
dark eyes and dimples
at midnight near the majestic Oak
Her cheeks burned with thoughts of him
their finger entwined like vines
their limbs tangled enjoying the stolen hours
dizzy with their encounter under the silverly
wink of the moon
They soon would run off
be together
misty eyed she would leave him until
their next encounter

I want to give a shout out to Mary Pax her second book, in the Backworlds  series is released today!
Congrats Mary...I love the title ;D    You knew I would....
Stopover at the Backworlds' Edge
You can check out the first one here, it is FREE!


Amazon / Amazon UK / Barnes & Noble / iTunes / Smashwords /

AmazonDE / AmazonFR / AmazonES / AmazonIT

The interstellar portal opens, bringing in a ship that should no longer exist. A battleship spoiling for a fight, yet the war with Earth ended two generations ago. The vessel drops off a Water-breather, a type of Backworlder thought to be extinct. She claims one of Craze’s friends is a traitor who summoned the enemy to Pardeep Station. A betrayal worse than his father’s, if Craze lives to worry about it.



Mama Zen said…
Gorgeous stuff, Ella!
M Pax said…
I love the idea of truth behind the Moon. And I really felt for the young woman in the photo. Beautiful job, Ella. As always.

Thanks for mentioning Stopover. Really appreciated. You're fabulous :)
"ashes n' embers of smoldering rosemary n' apple wood
permeate the wind" ... Yum.

"I find my silver locket and plan my garden by the stars" ... I like this.

"a map of the heart exposed in the palm
shows how the river will flow
my third eye knows to rise" ... This is cool.

I really liked the story in your second poem, particularly the sweet language, like "strawberry locks," "dark eyes and dimples
at midnight near the majestic Oak," and "the silverly
wink of the moon." I also liked your description of the boring old guy she was supposed to marry. :)
Mystic_Mom said…
You write beautifully, and these are prime selections of your wordy goodness!
bewitchingly good, I say!
Anonymous said…
poor Estella. you captured the plight of women in that day!

4 child with book senryu
Daydreamertoo said…
Lovely read Ella. The witch was splendid in its imagery, mischief and mystery. Loved the old photograph and the romantic story you wove behind it.
Kerry O'Connor said…
I love the direction you took with your witch poem - the inclusion of dialogue made it so interesting to read. My fave lines are:

I gather them
along with Earth's gifts
feathers of song birds,
crystals, river stones and herbs
Cherie Reich said…
I really love the first poem. It had such a wonderful lilt to it.
Kay L. Davies said…
The second stanza of the first poem made me laugh.
"Sticks and stones may break your bones, but I gather them" — I wasn't sure if you meant the sticks and stones, or the bones, finally decided on all three.
And Estella does look like she's about to marry the older man, and isn't thrilled about it.
Great stuff, Ella.
Hannah said…
Ella!!! I'm your number 11 comment and we picked the same picture to write to!! I love the way you describe her eyes...her eyes captured me as well...

Oh, the vines and moon descriptions...well written, Ella!!

I'm posting a link to our poem right now and want to link your blog to your name...I see that you say you're trying to put your poetry on your other blog so I'll link your name to that one!!

Warm smiles to you, I hope you're having a great day...your wish made my day!!
Ella said…
Hannah-Thank you! :D
It was so fun to gather our thoughts and produce our poem, about Maine~
Very cool...to be #11, lol

Kay-oops I goofed..that is funny!
Yeah, she does have that love lost look, doesn't she?! I enjoyed yours~

Cherie-Thank you! Congrats to you on your journey :D

Kerry-Thank you! Yeah, I would gather that stuff, when I was younger~ ;D Always a nature lover, but I'm no witch, cackle lol

Bren-Thank you! It was fun to imagine... And isn't there a house,when you are a kid that just makes you wonder... :D

Zongrik-Yes, poor Estella...Thank you!

Abin-lol, Thank you! I love your response ;D

Mystic Mom-:D Thank you~ Did you see the new prompt at toads...ought oh, lol

Flipsiderecords- It made me what to write a book or story...how did Estella deal with her new life...
I wonder if I combine the two...lol
Thank you so much :D

MPax-I will read the new one and do another post! I have been sick, sinus migraine stuff.... I will post about your book, again! :D
Thank you~

Mama Zen-Thank you...you always make me smile! :D
Anonymous said…
I love both pieces! Very well written!
Amanda Trought said…
Ella, its been a while, great to see your work again, its been a wonderful feast, and I am winging my way over to Ellas Font. I so enjoy reading your work!!! Amandaxx
Fireblossom said…
Girl, I didn't know you were a late bird! I really enjoyed your witchy brew. She sounds like a positive sort of witch! :-)