Contest Submissions and the Desire for Thematic Music



I am not good at writing on demand. Which can be inconvenient…but that’s just how I roll   ( I cannot even type that without snickering…) My writerbrain kicks in when and where it wants. I only hold the pen.

That being noted, I had decided to try a bit of self promotion and Enter A Writing Contest.

I would have really liked some heighten the suspense music here. _____________________


The first one was to be about Autumn and the second needed the word “dream” in it.

See what you think…..


Autumn Spice

The quiet pastel hues of summer are 
rolled away
exchanged for the gaudier paint of autumn
watch the forest bring out its gypsy garb
let the sharp red apple and pumpkin mellow in the kinder sun
and mingle in the sharpening air with the spice of leafcrunch 
as the hills drift back in golden waves
inviting you to the harvest.


and the next, which was posted here properly and with artwork later:


dreaming or waking
my thoughts turn to you
in the clamor and crush of the train and in the moment
of peace before the elevator deposits me
one floor closer to the sky
my thoughts turn to you
and sometimes
I can imagine your thoughts
turning to me


As my usual scribbles go, these are more ….pleasant (I’m doing the air quote finger thing here)

…than I usually produce. Plus they were done BLAMMO! Made to order, instead of by inspiration. Without any percolation time. So I am curious how they compare.

Any input gratefully accepted.


About chimerapoet

I write. I write a lot. A. LOT. There are times I am half blind with a sentence ricocheting off the walls of my stupid, cant be shut off to save my life, brain. I am miserable until I get it down on paper. Punch it up a bit. Usually cross out half of it. And then breathe. Relax. Only to do it all again..... But I just thought that was me. How I am. Not a writer....noooo...not me. Writers are.....writing people. People Who Write. REALLY write. Write things that matter. All grown up very important things. I am just a scribbler of sorts. And I was/am content with that....if it's true, well then....a scribbler am I. Until the thought wormed its way in to my brain (the furtive sneaky bitch) that maybe...just maybe...that is writing. My style. My strange way. But....still writing. So here I am at the dance. Not sure I know any of the moves and the music is entirely mine. But.....only one way to find out. Would you care to join me?
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2 Responses to Contest Submissions and the Desire for Thematic Music

  1. David Wells says:

    I love ” Autumn Spice “

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