Day 05 Camp NaNoWriMo
So I thought I would share with you part of my reason for doing the Camp NaNoWriMo Challenge. It is to create some original prose to go with the poetry I did during my NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) Challenge earlier in the year. I absolutely LOVE the cover by JC CLarke.
Butterflies & Blue Skies ~ Poetry & Prose 2
Collection of Poetry & Prose, a sequel to ‘Rainbows and Roses’ which is a delightful selection of whimsical short stories, along with a collection of poetry inspired by memories from childhood, the environment, together with a little bit of fun.
In this second volume I am hoping to feature some information on flowers and plants loved by Butterflies and Bees.
Many of the poems that will feature were written during the 2019 NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month)
Elegy of a Butterfly
Exhausted the butterfly rests
upon the pure white petals of a daisy.
Paper thin, are the wings
filigreed in fine grey veins
like the hair line cracks of a glazed vase.
Only the faintest movement
of the thorax gives an indication of life.
Slowly the proboscis unfurls
to take a last savouring sip of nectar.
After withdrawing, all movements cease.
The sun slips behind a cloud
bringing dull grey shadows.
Mother Nature quietens her children.
All become still as life slowly seeps
from the frail butterfly.
A frog croaks in the distance,
marking the time of death.
Zephyrus snatches away the butterfly’s last breath.
Then the soft gentle breeze lifts the lifeless soul
carrying it to earth, ready to begin the cycle of re-birth.
Copyright © April 2019 Rose English
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Today’s theme for #FolkloreThursday is Birds and my favourite is the tale of how the Nightingale could not sing until he fell in love with the Rose. (Click the image to enlarge)
The Nightingale & the Rose (An Arabic Legend)
It is told that long ago, the Nightingale could not sing, he simply chirped and squawked. Then one day, he saw a beautiful white rose with whom he fell instantly in love.
From that day forth he was inspired to sing and it is believed that the flower would only open from her bud when she heard the Nightingale ‘s song.
The pair were so in love that one day the Nightingale became so enamoured he grasped the white rose to his breast. He held her so tightly that a thorn pierced his heart. His blood coloured the rose, turning her white petals red , and so she would stay for the rest of her days.
My version of this little tale features in ‘Rainbows & Roses ~ Poetry & Prose’ Rose English (click the image to enlarge)
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Oh dear as it was my birthday at the weekend I got quite carried away and forgot to post my Roses in Literature on Sunday. Fortunate for me today fits very nicely with the theme as it is Valentine’s Day (or rather it was a few hours ago). So I thought I might share with you some of my own roses in literature. These all feature in my book ‘Rainbows & Roses ~ Poetry & Prose’ by Rose English. Click the HERE to visit amazon and take a peek inside.
The blog title mentions Roses in Myths & Legends so here is a very brief version of how the rose was created, and came to be known as ‘The Queen of the Flowers’. Taken from Greek Myth. (Click the image to enlarge it.)
Now to share two small poems inspired by ‘Roses Are Red’ poetry.
It is believed that ‘Roses are red’ poems have their origins in the 1590’s epic poem The Faerie Queene (Book Three, Canto 6, Stanza 6) written by the English poet Edmund Spenser (1552/3 – 1599) illustrated by Walter Crane. The images below come from an 1895 publication digitally preserved at ‘The Internet Archive’ click HERE to see the book in more detail.
Getting caught up in research, and the beautifully preserved literature is what always seems to catch me out. Sorry not to have been able to share this on Valentine’s Day but I do hope you enjoy the blog all the same.
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Battle of the Wind
War torn and battered,
Our soldiers are paraded
For all to see.
Tall and skeletal.
Worn down by the ‘Battle of the Wind’,
Deciduous soldiers seen
In faded uniforms of russet and gold.
While unscathed Officers
Are still adorned in coniferous finery.
Regiments can be seen lined up along roadways,
Or converging upon hills.
Sometimes a lone deciduous warrior,
Stripped of his uniform,
Can be glimpsed –
Struggling to hold his stance
In a vast sea of green.
These are our mighty British Warriors.
They will live through time and season,
Only to be regaled in new finery come spring.
To stand proud and tall
Amongst their regiments,
In true readiness once again
For the ‘Battle of the Wind’.
Copyright © 2016 Rose English
This is one of my most inspired poems. The first one I published online, although I cannot for the life of me find it now. I suppose with so many wonderful writers out there it is very easily lost, tangled up in the world wide web.
It is available along with other poems and short stories in my full colour book ‘Rainbows & Roses ~ Poetry & Prose.’
My current W.I.P. is a book of Poetry & Prose, I hope to get it printed in time for the first UK Indie Literary Festival being held in Bradford, UK in July 2016. There are some wonderful Indie Authors appearing and I would say there will probably be something there for everyone. The authors write across most genre. Click UK Indie Lit Fest above to be taken to their web page.
So back to my WIP the book will consist of a couple of my short stories the main feature being ‘One Breath ~ A Short Story’ I won second prize for in ‘The Daily Bookworm’ competition 2014. It is available as a download but I want to have it available in a print format too. Here is a little teaser from ‘One ~ Breath’
Also a sample of my poetry I hope it makes you smile?
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Well Happy Sunday Everyone
So today I am awake early and having completed my Camp NaNo target I have now printed off my two short stories and will start the editing process. Both stories are currently around 7,000 words but I feel I need to cut them down to around half that amount.
So now they are all hole punched and neatly separated and popped into my lovely rose binder.
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