17 Monday Feb 2020
Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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Though rain overwhelms
The spider never gives in
She climbs up the drain
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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #293 Drain&Rain
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14 Friday Feb 2020
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Let’s set the mood, my sweetest one
Candle’s flame sparks passion’s fun
A rose, so sensual, scents of the night
Desirous longings, take us to heights
Fulfilling each other, without a sound
Just our heartbeats, an echo, profound
We don’t need one day, to live these emotions
Yes! We have each other, our forever devotion
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07 Friday Feb 2020
Posted in Poetry
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It’s only been a week
But it seems like forever
Been away far too long,
From the life I endeavor.
Words come out, a jumble,
Making no logical sense.
Mind blowing explosions,
Much too much intense.
How do I figure out
Each thought in my mind?
How do I solve this conundrum,
Of life, sometimes, unkind?
Am I but an enigma?
Please tell me so I know
Such poetry, in motion,
I rather, would not show
But it’s been awhile,
Since I scribbled out a page
I’ll leave you with untethered thoughts,
I’ve released them, from their cage.
Silly though it seems,
I let them fly in all directions
It doesn’t matter if they falter
‘Cause to me, they’re pure perfection
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30 Thursday Jan 2020
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“You okay?” He asks,
“Swell”, my reply,
While wistfully staring,
And wondering why
He’d bother to ask,
Does he really care?
Or is it just habit,
Because I am there.
Time spent together,
In silence, creeps by.
No matter how much,
I just no longer try
To engage conversation,
From one, far away,
Who turns off the chatter,
Doesn’t hear what I say.
Perhaps it is me,
Who doesn’t quite hear
The words, left unsaid,
Though, the meaning is clear
So I bury myself,
In a place, tucked away
Where the silence is deafening,
But the Lord hears me pray.
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24 Friday Jan 2020
Posted in Poetic Prose, Poetry, WritePhoto
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Darkness in the distance plays, my thoughts, they start to mingle; is it calm or trepidation that makes my senses tingle? Chiseled rocks, I climb upon, careful to plant my feet; so to peer beyond the opening, then, wondering what I’ll meet.
Is it just an empty cave? Or does something live within? Do I dare to challenge this? I hesitate, as I begin. Quietly making my way inside, sneaking about, like a tiny mouse, I realize I am not alone, it is me inside this house.
Silently moving within this space, I hear her voice, to me, she is calling; “No need to be afraid, my dear”, as my legs give, but I’m not falling. I stumble, to try to find the earth, the solid ground, underneath, is no longer; ever slowly, I feel myself rising above, my spirit, growing much stronger.
I am not afraid, no fear inside, for I know no harm will come to me; I have found the entrance, to my life, where my soul can, finally, be set free.
Photo via Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt – Entrance
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