27 Monday Nov 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge, Ronovan writes
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We are strong-hearted
When life throws its worst at us
We give it our best
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #177 Strong&Heart
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26 Sunday Nov 2017
Posted in November Writing, Poems, Poetry
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It is that time in life
When we are no longer agile
We bend, merely to break
That time, when we fight, only
To fall apart, back into the earth
Splintered pieces of who we were
Fractured figures, once grand in stature
Lying silently, among the moss and dirt
Writing Prompt – Fractured Figures – Day 26/30
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25 Saturday Nov 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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Life, when torn apart
And broken, over nothing
Dwells in disrepair
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #176 Broken&Over
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20 Monday Nov 2017
Posted in free verse, My Thoughts, Poems, Poetry
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The last of the leaves fall
Like a swirling tornado, they fly
How I long to be one of them
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19 Sunday Nov 2017
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We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it
That’s what they’d say to me
But now I’m here and it’s not quite clear
Where I’m supposed to be
Is this the stairway to Heaven?
How do I know if I’m on the right path?
I’m stuck in the middle, this must be a riddle
Do the answers lie in the aftermath?
Earth floats freely behind me
What lies ahead, I can’t see
Perhaps I’ll just wait, but what of my fate?
Seems I’m stranded in reality
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