Ronovan Writes SIJO Wednesday Poetry Challenge #53. Use CONTENTMENT as your inspiration this week.

We walk hand in hand accepting who we are.
No need to reach for the stars, at one with nature
I’m here for you and you for me we don’t always agree, Yet we have found contentment.

PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S WEEKLY SIJO CHALLENGE

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 142, 1st of the Month #Poet’sChoice

Today is the first Tuesday in the month so we can choose our own two prompts for Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

I have chosen Autumn and Age. I am using each of those words and I am using the form of a Nonet.

Life.

The sands of time run out on my life.

No too fast but the years mount up

Like the seasons we all change

I’ve become Autumnal

In this I see much

Beauty, knowledge

That comes with

Growing

Age

Arrows and Nails

Life sends arrows and nails

We dodge and swerve, rant and rail

No point in wearing ourselves out

Arrows will rain however much we pout!
I cannot change what will be

My heart breaks you see

Each time an arrow or nail

Pierces there’s not point to rant or rail.

Laughter Lines

Not me, but see her beauty

You  see  the  wrinkles and  lines I wear them  with pride

At  first I did  not  want  them  and  did  my  best  to hide

Each  new  line, until I realized that  they told  a tale.

My life  everything I  have done  win  or  fail.

 

Beauty is  but  skin deep  your actions  are  your  light

How  you  treat  each person  you meet. If  you treat them  right

You  grow, your  soul blossoms  and  beauty  shines out of  you

Do  as  you would  be done  by  I was told , and it  is  true.

 

Yes  I make  the best  of  what I have   but  I don’t  wast time

Wishing  I was young  and  lithe. I am what I am , what you see is mine.

Youth is  fleeting  so is beauty, what use  is  all that  with out love

To be  loved  and to  love is  the greatest gift  from above.

 

You  see  the  wrinkles and  lines I wear them  with pride

At  first I did  not  want  them  and  did  my  best  to hide

Each  new  line, until I realized that  they told  a tale.

My life  everything I  have done  win  or  fail.

 

One Liner Wednesday : On Death

The Lovely Bones.

“My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.”
― Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

 

 

 

This  is part  of LindsGHill’s  One  Liner Wednesday  do  join in if  you like  rules  here 

This is the hill

This is the hill I have to climb

I read Zendictives  post this morning and it so inspired me . The words hit home and so I wrote this. Thank you again Art for inspiration. I wrote ” This Is The Hill”

Here is the link to Zendictives post.  http://zendictive.wordpress.com/2012/02/07/the-ant/

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This is the hill

This is the hill I have to climb this is the load I have been handed by the Divine. This is the path I have to take , whether or not I want to this is the way I have to make. I do not know the reason or the rhyme,  no doubt all will be revealed to me in good time.

“Make friends with your pain” they said to me, “include it in all you do  that is the way your life can be free”. I hardly believed them, but what do I know, and I need life to be liveable so I gave it a go. For a long while I fought things, I hardened my mind I got depressed and home bound and dare I admit, unkind!

I felt so sorry for my lot and sadly as I could not meet them most my friends me soon  forgot. Thankfully this did not last too long and I realized I needed to adapt  or I would be insane before long. Now the friends that were real I have encouraged again and the others are no loss and not worth the pain. I do all I can, all my physio and deep core exercises my walking and Pilates! I smile all I can and I laugh often and if I don’t look in the mirror my  bent back and shape can be forgotten.

Then I found wordpress hip and hooray and I have spewed out my venom and hurt and I am improving mentally each day. I have found lots of friends and some from other sites too and I am loving everyone’s’ talent and hoping I have some too!

This is the hill I have to climb this is the load I have been handed by the Divine. This is the path I have to take , whether or not I want to this is the way I have to make. I do not know the reason or the rhyme,  no doubt all will be revealed to me in good time.