The Spice of Life. Poetry and updates

Hey everyone,
I’m bursting with good news. I finally dispatched the beta copies of Book2 in the Realms of the Mist trilogy. (Title and cover coming very soon).

My eyes welled up as I glossed those famous last words in an intricate font: “The End.”
Guys, I don’t know how to describe the happiness and accomplishment I felt. I whooped and jumped and gave my laptop a giant KISS.

Now I can wait for Beta feedback as I concentrate on the promo campaign. I can catch up with courework which I’m sure I’ll ace. Trust me, there’s no coursework that can compare to even writing one chapter of a book.

All that’s left after the Beta feedback is a final copy-edit for the little bits that escaped my own personal edit. I would have been practically alone in my author dream but for a number of remarkable people from the wordpress community, who have given me invaluable guidance and encouragement. THANK YOU. It only gets better from here.

Okay, enough about me. Here’s some poetry for you.

moonwashed musings

Rising or setting
The bliss is the same
Between then and next
It’s the now we cherish
So here in this moment
Nothing is truer
Than this love

#Whatdoyousee

The world may change us. Misplaced deeds or words may incubate hate. Thank God our love is bound in nostalgia. #TWT

Tall Tales Corner

Between forsaken lines
dwell cocktails of musings
He writes a heart that stings
The spice of life

Of cinammon romance
And currie betrayals
Black pepper portrayals
Balance in life

In the bachelor's kitchen
variety is scarce
but potency is terse
Just - what - matters

Hope you enjoy.

I feel I should apologise for always joining prompts but I post once or twice a week and I have so many favourites.

The first poem is for both Eugi’s moonwashed weekly prompt and Sadje’s #Whatdoyousee
In bold, is an accompanying twenty word story for Bookish bubble’s TWT
The Tall Tales Corner is for Colleen’s #tankatuesday where she asked us to use spices in our kitchens to write about recent events in our lives. Since I’ve been submerged in editing, it’s a cocktail of mental events, but I did use the spices in my kitchen to portray some of that in the three Abhanga poems.

Shalom
Namaste
Namarie.

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