5 Little Pumpkins...a story in 100 words

Not my photo

5 Little Pumpkin
By MR aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

She was new to this gig and had to get this absolutely right. She would have to fly far just to find the right one. An important mission indeed and she couldn't screw it up.

It happened that she flew past Salem and landed in a lovely pumpkin patch. There she saw five beautiful specimens sitting in a row. 

“Ah, this one will work perfectly,” she thought, “It is nicely kissed.”

With all her might she took the pumpkin back to the shabby cottage and placed it carefully in the rocky driveway. Yes, the girl will have a lovely ride.

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I wrote this story for Saturday Centus. The challenge was to write in 100 words using the photo prompt.

Smashed Brain...a poem

Smashed Brain
By: Michelle R .......aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

My mind is clouded
With the things I have
Forgotten.
Memories smashed
In the recesses of my brain.

They peek out on occasion
To tell a story
Of time,
Of place,
Of happiness,
Or sadness.

I never know
When they will appear.
And sometimes,
I am scared to think
They never will again.

Silent Cries...a poem

photo source

Silent CriesBy: Michelle R. aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

I awaken
At 3 AM
To the silent cries
That are within.

They are grounded,
Firmly in my heart
And cause deep pain.
That in turn,
Causes water to flow
To the surface.

I am caught
Within this,
And cannot sleep.

My pain
Is too great
As the moonlight
Wears on.

Ode to the Mercury Cafe...a poem

The Mercury Cafe-my photo

Ode to the Mercury Cafe
By Michelle R aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

I have come to this
the Mercury Cafe,
to hear the likes
of John, Mary and Sue
or maybe Shakespear too.

I strain to listen
to those
on this stage
we could call
life.

The prose pours forth
ticking away
at time.
The words
of hapiness
heartbreak
confusion
and wonder.

These words
empower,
shape us
and have meaning.

In the listening
we become better people
and possibly
a hope
for another.

Moon Magic & Satisfaction...two short poems

This was a challenge by a group I formerly belonged to called Poetry Posse. The type of poetry is called Alliteration.
Alliteration is the repeated consonant sound at the beginning of each word used. No vowels.  This was/is very different poetic writing for me but I took the challenge and ended up writing two as you will see below.
~Michelle



Moon Magic
By:Michelle R aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

Moon Magic
Magestically Manifested
Mindlessly
Make me
Mellow.
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Satisfaction
By:Michelle R aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

Soulful songs
She sang
Silently sewing silk
Seeing stiches
Sewn straight
Sought satisfication.

Another Dance In the Moonlight...a poem for mature audience

Another Dance In the Moonlight

By: Michelle R. aka Naila Moon

Two heartbeats

Merge into one.

The rhythm,

Fever pitched.

Dancing in the darkness

The movement,

Sensual.

Entranced in the music

Eyes connecting

Bodies in motion.

The moonlight reveals,

Ecstasy.

Raining...a poetic haiku

This is a repost challenge that I did to come up with a haiku based upon the photo provided (please note, this is not my photo).

  Haiku is a poetic form of poetry originating from the Japanese. Haiku themes include nature, emotions or experiences.  Haiku follows a specific form:

First line: 5 syllables, 2nd line 7 syllables, and 3rd line 5 syllables.

(2012 Note: I flubbed the haiku but like the result anyway)

Here is the photographic inspiration:

RainingBy: Michelle R...aka Naila Moon of the Gray Wolf
Sweet kisses upon my skin

Carefully enraptured in the dance of life

Rain pours forth in passion

Today Is A Brand New Day...a poem and photo

Today Is A Brand New Day
By Michelle R aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf


Today is a brand new day.
I am here to walk with you on your way.
Help you,
Speak to you,
Give you a kind word,
Offer you advice,
And bring you some peace.

Today is a brand new day.
A hope
And a look at the future.
Be good to your self
And know
That tomorrow,
Is a brand new day!

Change...a poem

Change
By Michelle R. aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf


Change is comin',
This has promised to be true.
Change is comin',
Will it be in red?
Or is it in blue?

Change is comin',
Or so we've been told.
Change is comin',
They have put this out
All great big and bold!

Change is comin',
Oh, but we can't wait.
Change is comin'.
But is it really going to come
To the United States?

A Letter To My Husband...a poem

A Letter To My Husband
By: Your Wife and with love, Michelle, aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

My Dearest Husband,
Never in a million years
Did I think I would be here.

The Universe brought me
here,
to the Mile High City
To be with you.

You,
Who is warm and caring,
You,
Who desires to be with
Me.

To dance,
In the moon's beams.
To trust,
To live,
And to be free
Of what haunts us.

It is me,
The woman,
Of many faceted sides,
That fits you
Like a puzzle piece
That has been missing.

The dance I have
Only grows stronger
With you.
You
And I
Were chosen to be
Together.

To live a life full
Of passion,
Of dreams,
Of truth.

I will
Love you today,
Tomorrow
And always.

All my love,
Michelle

Home...a poem and photo

Home
By Michelle R. aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

Looking at me with a tear in his eye,

"Beautiful, isn't it?" he so cried.

With inward breath

I took in the view

A place of antiquity

A place now new.

Our home we had found

Home in which we were to slumber

Home with beautiful sunrise

Home with plenty of food in numbers.

For you see this home,

This beauty to behold

Was of the Earth

Not of stone.

The land was free

The red woods grew tall

This Earth,

This land,

Was free for us all.

I could not help

As I stood in this place,

To thank our Creator

For the loving grace.

The purity

And the love

That was shown

To the human race.

Example...a poem

"Do not wait for leaders;

do it alone, person-to-person."

- Mother Teresa (Albanian nun, 1910-1997)

Example
By Michelle R. aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf
Humbly she walked
Among the diseased
The wretched
The untouchables.


She walked
Talked
Fed
And prayed.

She made a difference
To the one
To the hundreds
To the thousands.

Is it in me?
That one lone person
To stand up
For humanity.

Is it in me?
To speak
For the hungry
For the dying
For the homeless
For peace?

Is her example in me?
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Innocence...a poem

Innocence
By: Michelle R. aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

Magical mysteries
Of a life once held.

Encapsulated
Within
Time
And space.

Marveling
In the Memories
Of time
Now lost.

But
Enthroned
In beauty of the mind
Of innocence.

My Husband's Pet... a poem

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Animals are such agreeable friends –

they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.

~ George Eliot

English novelist (1819 - 1880)

                              BONUS QUESTION: What was George Eliot’s real name?

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My Husband's Pet
By:Michelle R...aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

My husband has a pet
He really is quite big
He tries to give him baths
But all his pet wants to do is dig.

His pet has torn up my carpets
And ate the curtains too
His pet wakes the neighbors
What is a wife to do?

My husband loves his pet
Which makes him quite giddy
But if he does not do something soon
To clean up all the mess
My husband may find himself sleeping on the sofa
So I can get some rest!

My Darling...a poem

My Darling
By Michelle R...Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

He is the one who loves Star Trek
And loves to drive me crazy 
But without him
I probably would
Be pushing up some daisies.

He is my darling
The one I met on line
To live my new found life 
And leave the old behind.
I suppose it is a no brain-er
Of whom he really is
He makes me laugh
He makes me smile
He is..
My best friend.

I love you and always want you to live "long and prosperous".

Magic...a poem to my husband

Magic ...dedicated to my husband, Mark
By Michelle R...aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

Magical words poured across
Your lips,
Fate
had come to knock
On the door of our lives.

Our eyes met
And we knew
That we would spend our life
Together.

Our song
Was played
And something
Was in the air.

I melted
In to a million pieces
As you held me
In your arms.

Love
Has won.

Perfect...a story (WARNING...FOR MATURE AUDIENCE)

Perfect
By: Michelle R., aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

She was perfect for him.
Just the right size and oh, so hot!
Oh yes, definitely hot!
She was proportionately sized, tall but not too tall.
Her slender features were just perfect for holding and loving.
She had a silky, smooth look about her.
Chocolate loveliness for sure.
He could not wait to see her and caress her.

He showered and got dressed.
He wanted to look his best for her.
He was going to meet her downtown at one of the local main street shops.
As he arrived others were waiting.
The wait for her was much more agonizing.
Finally, within minutes...

The counter clerk yelled, "Tall latte with extra cream?"
She had arrived and now he was in heaven.