02 Wednesday Oct 2019
Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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In the forest trees
The winds, whisper in silence
Their hidden secret
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #273 Forest & Whisper
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09 Thursday May 2019
Posted in May Writing, Poetry
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Each day, sounds of whispers
A rustle of leaves, but not quite
Near the bushes, they gather
To bid the day goodnight
Making a canopy, over the road
Each to the other, very quietly
No humans, can ever be around
This is the secret life of trees
Faces begin to appear on trunks
As the sun sets, with swiftness
Careful not to draw attention
They never want an eyewitness
For if the humans find them out
They will surely cut them down
And this is why you never hear
A tree, when it hits the ground
They’ll never make a noise, a thud
Or cry out loudly, in sudden pain
People would know their secret
And they’d never show faces, again
So, every time you pass by trees
Remember, they have feelings, too
Be kind, and let them live in peace
It’s the least we humans can do…
May Writing Prompts – The Secret Life of Trees – Day 9/31
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10 Sunday Feb 2019
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Rows of puffy clouds, floating by
What kind of secret is kept inside?
Pressed up against an azure sky
I can see them, but, what do they hide?
I heard someone say it is merely the rain
Though I am not sure they are right
I sense a calmness, across this plane
Closer together, they gather, aflight
Til the sky opens up, with a heavy sigh
And the sunlight bows down, to the mist
Their secrets, are no longer held, up high
Nourishing my soul, I am sweetly kissed
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21 Monday Jan 2019
Posted in January Writing, Poetry
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Many secrets were held
In the gems around her neck
Well hidden, years past and present
Though none ever knew
She wore it, quite overt
Always knowing, just what it meant
Smiling, each time
She’d touch the jewels
Remembering all, who came before
Counting the days
Until, it was time
She could, again, add one more
Poor fellow, he
Who courted and wooed
He didn’t stand a single chance
Rosa merely kept him
For her next kill
Twas her secret to true romance
January Writing Prompt – The glittery gem held all the secrets of the past – Day 21/31
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13 Sunday Jan 2019
Posted in January Writing, Poetry
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Best to keep secrets, out of sight, under disguise
Sweep them far away from you, hide those nasty lies
In the belly of the broomstick, just let the dust collect
No one will find the answer, no one will ever suspect
Tidy up your space, so nobody dares to cause you grief
On to other chores, they’ve moved, what a sense of relief!
Until someone comes along, to sweep the dusty rug
And finds what’s hidden there, and all you do is shrug
Knowing that your precious secrets, were never truly kept
Underneath the carpet, where all your dirt was swept
January Writing Prompt – The answer rested quietly inside the belly of the broomstick – Day 13/31
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