Crave ~ #RomanticTuesday #poetry #freeverse

05 Tuesday Dec 2017

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His hands were rough

Against the softness of her skin

An unshaven face

Bristled against her neck

His lips, a salted cold

Whispered, sending chills

Time together shortened

He would soon set sail

A memory, until he returned

A longing deep within

He was all she knew

And it was his touch

She would always crave

 

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The Mighty Oak ~ #haiku #RonovanWrites

05 Tuesday Dec 2017

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The tiny acorn

Grows into a mighty oak

Daring to be bold

 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #178 Bold&Daring

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Tales of Tinsel ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

05 Tuesday Dec 2017

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Each strand so carefully
Strung on the tree
I would watch her in awe
And all I could see

Was the loving expression
On her smiling face
Nana knew exactly
How the tinsel should place

One silver thread
On each limb of pine
Another laid gently
So neat and so fine

For hours she’d continue
In her spirited way
So perfection would greet us
On that Christmas Day

She’d turn on the lights
Such a sight to behold
The sparkle of Christmas
Would never grow old

How I miss those days
How I miss you, sweet Rose
You decorated my heart
This, Heaven surely knows

 

Writing Prompt – Tales of Tinsel – Day 5/31

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50 Word Story ~ Autumn left me – #writing

04 Monday Dec 2017

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The weather was turning. I could feel the winter wind strike a glancing blow across my face. Teary eyed, I watched, accepting the fact autumn would be leaving me. Icier days grew closer, and I drew deeper into myself. I couldn’t bear watching, for fear I’d never see her again.

 

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Endlessly Bound ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

04 Monday Dec 2017

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Each day as I pen another

I wonder what it’s all about

Do these verses I write even matter

Or should I continue to toss them out

Into the world I’ve enveloped

In the place I have chosen for them

Nearest, to my heart and soul

Where they cause the most mayhem

These thoughts are certainly not menial

There is drudgery, elsewhere, to be found

So I shall continue to wear these chains

To my poetry, I am endlessly bound

 

Writing Prompt – Dripping with Drudgery – Day 4/31

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