The Challenge Words!
MAD and Sane.
Dance in mad circles
No more sane thoughts enter here.
Locked up in silence.
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 336 MAD and Sane
15 Dec 2020 11 Comments
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The A Mused Poetry Contest 11/14 – 12/11/2020
08 Dec 2020 17 Comments
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The Christmas Email 🎄
T’was the night before Christmas, I’m peeling the sprouts,
I’ll regret it tomorrow of that I’ve no doubts.
I’ve spent hours wrapping pressies for under the tree.
Everyones socially distancing so it’s up to me.
This year’s been a bummer so I thought let’s spread the joy
(cough) Here’s our news which is bound to annoy.
Lets start with grandpa well he’s loosing the plot
he’s been stalking the estate quite a lot.
Since they said he can drive no more,
he’s been acting like a bear with a head that’s sore!
Hubby has been busy washing hands and making masks
when people get too close he takes them to task.
Jerome, Cathy and Hermione are fine,
in and out of school all the time.
Fighting over computer, laptop and tablet …all of them mine!
We’ve all had to isolate at different times ,
we’ve done as we’re told to avoid fines!
We’re all sick of watching the neighbours breaking the rules.
How will we ever be rid of this Covid surrounded by fools.
The chickens stopped laying last week,
the hamsters are missing we’ve not heard a squeak.
We’ve had our fair share of hospitals and Ambulances too.
But to be fair in lockdown there’s not much to do!
My goodness is that the time,
I must get this sent then open the wine.
Merry Christmas to you and your bubble,
let’s hope 2021 is less trouble.
The Vaccine is coming we’ll all grow two heads..I don’t really care, in 100years we’ll all be dead!
Bah! Humbug.
07 Dec 2020 36 Comments
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This evening Martin at A Gap in the Cloud suggest I try an Acrostic Poem entitled Bah Humbug. Well what’s a girl to do?
Bah! Humbug a Christmas Acrostic Poem.
Blast I don’t like Christmas tide
All the clamour makes me want to hide.
Hope and charity have lost their stride.
Hauling home the endless shopping
Uncaring of the homeless, it is shocking
Must get, must have it’s all hype
Blaring adverts brash and trite
Unkind, selfish, too much spent on Christmas fare.
God’s gift forgotten, most don’t give a care.
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. Honey. 21/2020
21 Nov 2020 31 Comments
in rant, SoCs Tags: disappointed, Fridge, Honey, LindaGHill, Stream of Consciousness Saturday
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday from Linda G Hill is “the last thing you put in your fridge.” Start your post with the last thing you put in your fridge. Let your mind wander from there. Enjoy!
The last thing I put in the fridge was honey. The little ditty is personal on how I feel and not a daming review, I am sure it’s lovely.
Honey, made by Australian Bees
Hit my tongue but failed to please.
The blossom sweetness failed
My taste buds were not excited nor regaled.
So I returned the jar to the fridge
Was I disappointed, yes, just a smidge!
This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.
Ronovan Writes DĂ©cima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 32: (SLEEP) in the B rhyme line.
18 Nov 2020 16 Comments
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Welcome to the Décima Poetry Challenge. Each week we’ll be attempting a Décima, also known as an Espinela, poem.
If you don’t know how to write a Décima, click HERE to go to a post on How to Write an Espinela or Décima Poem.
You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt .Ebb and Flow and Sleep.
The two challenges are separate but can be combined if we choose to do so.
Tides of Madness
The tides of madness ebb and flow
Restlessness only calmed by sleep.
The waking hours make me weep.
Dark seasons like days of shadow.
Seeds of darkling around me grow.
Fears inside me grow and recede.
Monsters use my terror as feed.
Madness has me held as captive.
Rise and fall, trapped, no more to give.
Madness eats my soul and I bleed
The above painting is work of Dorothea Tanning it is called The Madness of Doors.
#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 201, #POET’SCHOICE
04 Nov 2020 8 Comments
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WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY
This week on Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge it Poets Choice. It’s the first week of November and also a big week for America being the Trump and Biden Big Bash! So I have tied that in to my three Haiku, two that are 5/7/5 and one that is 3/5/3.
November choices
For you in the land of the free
No choice do I see.
Your choice counts
Vote now for freedom
It’s hopeless.
Nature winding down
This harsh year almost spent
Good riddance to it.
Please Help Mary Smith.
04 Nov 2020 5 Comments
in rant, Talking Straight Tags: Destruction of Landscape
Please read Mary’s post asking for help to protect the beautiful countryside where she lives in Scotland from being ruined by Scottish Power Energy Networks. Please send an email objecting to the proposed works.
MarySmith’sPlace #Giant pylons will ruin iconic landscape
From time to time on this blog I have shared some of the glorious countryside we have here in Dumfries & Galloway in South West Scotland.
Unfortunately, a huge area of this is now at risk of being ruined by Scottish Power Energy Networks (SPEN) which has put a planning application in to the Scottish Government to erect 118 giant pylons (up to 39 metres tall) from Glenlee, near New Galloway to Tongland in the south near Kirkcudbright.
The route goes over or close to iconic Galloway countryside including, the Queens Way (the road from New Galloway to Newton Stewart), Raiders Road, Stroan Loch and the Otter Pool. Laurieston Forest and the Kenick Burn will also be impacted, along with an avenue of beech trees by the burn’s picnic area. The route also goes over the C13 road from Laurieston to Gatehouse of Fleet, a road beloved by everyone – locals and visitors alike.
Death of a planet
25 Oct 2020 27 Comments
in rant Tags: dying planet., sadness
Damn  you I see you all
Every action large  or small.
Why do you rape  and abuse  me
Tell me, when I give  you my all, for free?
I lay here at your feet bleeding and broken
Not one of you have listened to the words I’ve spoken.
You’ve been warned, cajoled and I have implored
You don’t listen or care. My warnings you ignore!
Dying, now I spew poison  that you have mined
You, you alone  have caused my death by that you are defined!
My skin is parched and burned, baron and scorched  am I
No animals move, my seas and lakes empty no birds left in my sky.
I weep but my tears just turn to steam  no relief
You have watched  me suffer yet you have just added to my  grief.
I am fading fast, there is nowhere to go. I am a shadow of myself
As pale as you brother moon , as dead too because of their greed for my wealth.
Dead am I
Why did you not try
Your wars and greed
And now in death I bleed.
I wrote this is twenty fourteen, we have learned nothing .
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 28 (FATE) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.
21 Oct 2020 13 Comments
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Ronovan our host chose the word FATE this week.
You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (DUST & Weed). and FATE.
The 2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but CAN BE combined if YOU CHOOSE to do so.
Welcome to the Décima Poetry Challenge. Each week we’ll be attempting a Décima, also known as an Espinela, poem.
If you don’t know how to write a Décima, click HERE to go to a post on How to Write an Espinela or Décima Poem.
I have combined my Haiku from Monday with the décima so my words to use are Dust, Weed and Fate.
The Awakening.
Who ever said that you own me
This worm has learned it’s not too late.
To change my life, no slave to fate.
You do not own me I am free
I am no more your property
Nevermore dust under your feet
Nor a weed for you to defeat.
No more am I your blank canvas
Cut and scraped for you to distress.
At last I’ve woken, up you see.
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 27 (BLISS) This week, it’s the A rhyme line.
14 Oct 2020 22 Comments
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This week Rononavan chose the word BLISS as our Décima prompt.
You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (DRIP & DROP). and BLISS.
The 2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but CAN BE combined if YOU CHOOSE to do so.
Welcome to the Décima Poetry Challenge. Each week we’ll be attempting a Décima, also known as an Espinela, poem.
If you don’t know how to write a Décima, click HERE to go to a post on How to Write an Espinela or Décima Poem.
I have combined my Haiku with my DĂ©cima again this week.
BLISS IS A QUIET TAP!
For that drip to stop would be bliss.
The constant drop of water hurts.
Drip drop,drip drop, it comes in spurts.
So tired from all the sleep I miss
It stirs my water works to piss
I’ve changed the rubber grommet thing
Thought that had worked, it made me sing.
Last night it started up again
Threw me into a world of pain.
Can someone save me from this din?
