Full Book Jacket Cover for Effloresce

I created a promo piece for the nature poetry book for Effloresce.

A creative start for the aspirations of print in the future.

Have a great and wonderful day! 

 

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This chapbook cover has been updated!  

The art reflects the desert, southwestern flavor to the poems. Read about how weather in all its forms is reflected in the words and rhymes. 

Be sure to purchase your copy of this exciting chapbook.

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A writer at heart, Undawnted's own creative spark, DL Mullan, began writing short stories and poetry before adolescence. Over the years, Ms. Mullan has showcased her literary talents by self-publishing several collections of her poetry. She also writes novels, designs apparel, and creates digital art. Ms. Mullan‘s creative writing is available in digital and print collections, from academia to commercial anthologies. As an independent publisher, she produces her own book cover designs as well as maintains her own websites. She is an award-winning digital artist and poet. 

 

Currently, she has embarked on writing her multi-book Legacy Universe, Supernatural Superhero Series.

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Her innovative style teaches writers how to reach their creative potential, and write more effectively.

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Rain Showers and October Flowers

A scary, electric thunderstorm rolled through my neighborhood this evening. 

The storm appeared to build on top of our area as an orange sun set in the distance. The cloud to cloud lightning illuminated the sky in muted tones of blue and white. The trees and bushes swayed under the wind bursts and blows. The rain splattered and spit until the gush of a downpour soaked everything in its path. 

The last surge of the monsoon was the best one of the season. Finally the parched earth saw some measure of moist relief. The dirty air from previous dust storms was cleaned as the smell of humidity doused the otherwise hot and dry molecules. A faint odor of ozone hung between the hydrogen and oxygen covalent bonds. The air was indeed electric to the smell as well as touch.

Now the season is over. 

Will this rainy evening bring with it flowers in October? Or just the memory of the last vestiges of summer spilling over into an autumn night? Sunflowers have hidden away to sleep until the sun rises in half a day's hours. 

The night is calm once again. The stars beam their lights. The nestled birds are quiet upon the wind.

Have a great and wonderful day. 

Full Moons and Rain Showers

The Sonoran Desert has come alive with thunder and lightning. The monsoon has returned. Rain drops here and there. Gusty winds flatten the landscape with dust and dirt. The arid landscape rages once again.

The full moon rises without mark of time. Clouds inundate the sky and make visualizing that much more difficult. All is hidden under a blanket of grey. Planets, stars, and the full moon fight to be seen between storm clusters.

The rain has come to the city. Sparse. Needed. The moisture comes as it pleases. Mother Nature has cried out her tears over the lower deserts and cannot make it passed the rugged terrain of mountains.

The lightning and thunder recede. No shows tonight. The city is safe again.

Safe from the wind, bright lights, clapping sound, and precipitation.  Where is my rain? What spell was cast to deprive me of what is mine? Release your hold and let life bloom.

The monsoon is here. Although, I cannot touch or feel the intensity of the heat and humidity merge, I can watch from afar. The ranis will come. I am certain.

All we have to do it pray. 

Have a great and wonderful day!

Phantom Rain

Rain was on the radar but none fell on my property. 

Rain will begin in 14 minutes to a break in the rain will happen in 44 minutes. I look outside: nothing. I hear the monsoon storm's wind and thunder. I look again... Well, I guess there is no rain for my poor landscaping yet another day. 

Where is my rain? My plants cry for moisture.

Do I keep on waiting on this phantom rain?

Have a great and wonderful day.

Stormy Nights and Restless Mornings

How I love the sound of thunder and rain. 

Mostly rain. We need a few good deluges where I live. The desert seeks to rekindle life during its yearly monsoon season. 

How I love to watch the fire of lightning, hear the crackle of thunder, and dance in the perceptional. Poems are written on such occasions. I write many myself.

I have lived in the midwest and west coast. I have visited the east coast. Nothing is more energetic and mysterious as the desert monsoon season.

You never know what you are going to get.

Writing is like that. Some days, a writer can write up a storm. Other days: a drought manifests. In the end, writing a good story is what counts.

Ah, the thunder comes again.

I wonder what Mother Nature writes with each passing rain shower.

Have a great and wonderful day!