13 Tuesday Feb 2018
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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Time, an hourglass
The sand, slipping through quickly
Knowing its limit
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #188 Quick&Slip
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11 Sunday Feb 2018
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He sleeps through the night
Rages of a storm, his dreams
Scattering, in the wind
Drenching, as rain pours
Against the windows
This is his life, his imagination
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He sleeps through the fight
Emotionless, visions extreme
Thunderous, a time he sinned
Soaking through, to his core
Now left alone, like a widow
This is his life, his damnation
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09 Friday Feb 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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I suppose it should be easy
To find the answers that I seek
But things are always in my way
And the outlook’s rather bleak
To simplify my very thoughts
I get lost, in this big world
Waving flags to passersby
Not noticing it’s still furled
I know I’m not making any sense
Sad to say, at times I ramble
Wish there was a way to rectify
A life, that’s such a shambles
The Daily post: Simplify
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08 Thursday Feb 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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I always tend to be an optimist
But these days I’m not quite sure
Every day it gets harder and harder
I don’t know how much I can endure
I try not to get overwhelmed
By the daily routine of my life
But I’m stuck in a rut, an abyss
One that’s filled with unbearable strife
Pessimism was never my forte
Though the times have changed, you see
I’m beginning to think I’ve forgotten
How beautiful this life can be
The Daily Post: Tend
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27 Saturday Jan 2018
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, aging, death, dimension, dorindaduclos.com, eye, inharmonic, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, serpent, time, writing
We are caught
in the spiral
of a serpent’s eye
A circle of time
where there is
no escape
A dimension
of waves
nauseating
unfulfilling
Staring back at us
its scales tipped
inharmonic tones
Surrounding
dilating pupils
retract and restore
Slowly sinking its venom
into ever waiting veins
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