18 Wednesday Dec 2019
Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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Winter’s wicked breath
Mundane, until it touches
On fallen autumn
Frost covets flora
A moment, frozen in time
Awaiting the spring
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #284 Wicked&Mundane
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12 Thursday Dec 2019
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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Colleen’s poetry challenge for this week is synonyms only! Her two words are Give and Shake. Check out Colleen’s blog to find which forms of poetry are acceptable for this challenge. Have fun!
Written as a Tanka, my synonyms are Abandoning and Shudder.
As winter snow falls,
I shudder in the cold air,
Abandoning warmth.
Much like dear autumn’s last leaf,
Who dares to cling too tightly.
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 157 #SynonymsOnly
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02 Tuesday Jul 2019
Posted in Poetry
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A rendezvous, in the ebony night
Nothing is hidden, illuminous sight
She sparkles in his shadow, his smile, a shine
In hopes she will come to him, this beauty, sublime
He beckons to her, she draws herself near
Yet she never quite stops, sailing by, in the clear
Of winter’s dark, she’s a tease in the sky
Moon longs for Venus, but she passes him by
Authors Note: This poem and others like it can be found in my chapbook “Dark is the night“, available in paperback, and coming to Kindle soon!
Daily Word Prompt – Dark
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20 Wednesday Mar 2019
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Petals fell like snowflakes
On this, the first of spring
Each time they would smooch
Weather did a strange thing
At times, it was like summer
Then, twas autumn’s leaves
Lastly, winter, with its cold
Left icicles on the eaves
No matter where they kissed
Things would only get worse
It’s when they finally realized
They were under a kissing curse
Others told them to knock it off
They couldn’t stand the change
But, apparently this whole thing
Had been carefully prearranged
Happy Spring/Autumn Everyone! Enjoy your day! ❤
March Writing Prompts – The kissing curse – Day 20/31
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05 Tuesday Mar 2019
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It’s the first challenge of March, and Colleen lets us pick our own words! Synonyms are not necessary but I used them anyway. I chose Safe and Cherish.
Written as a Haibun/Haiku, my synonyms are Protect and Nourish.
I watched, as Mother Nature decorated the brown grasses, with a crystalline white, fluffy coat. Each branch, of empty tree, was now steadily upholding the frosty layer she had placed upon it. This was her blessing, her way of guarding, and it was her way of readying the earth, for the arrival of spring. I truly felt this was how it was meant to be. When she finally ceased, the skies remained a bit overcast, with no moon to brighten the newly fallen flakes, but the sight was luminous.
Come morning, she did not leave us with the gray, clouded skies that she brought the night before, but instead, she left the azure blue of the heavens, and the flight of angels, floating above me. I was fascinated by how she had truly captured my attention and I was enrapt in her spell.
And I continued to watch, as she nourished the hardened ground, by offering her soft heart, the beauty of which she will allow me to envision. I wished to journey outside to behold her charm, but I dare not disturb a work in progress. Instead, I watched through a pane of glass, a true reflection of love.
Winter snows blanket
Like a mother shields her child
Protecting new life
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 126, “Poet’s Choice of Words”
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