Escape
Finally the chance to get away, restraints slack, door unlocked.
Silently, heart pounding. Crawl into the night’s cool air.
Sweet smell of earth surrounds me then pain. Blackness as life escapes me.
Ronovan Writes SIJO Wednesday Poetry Challenge #47. Use ESCAPE as your inspiration this week.
01 Feb 2023 12 Comments
in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, Poems, Ronovanwrites, Sijo Tags: Captivity, death, escape, Fear, murder
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 91 (READ) in the C rhyme line.
06 Jan 2022 12 Comments
in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, Décima, inspiration, Poems, Ronovanwrites, Uncategorized Tags: books, escape, imagination, Read
Read, to escape.
Books are really my true delight
An escape from the stress of life.
Where my imaginations rife
A door from which my mind takes flight
A fantasy or mortal plight.
Give me a book and I will read
Of life and love, of hate and greed.
Of space ships and a planet cursed
Lieing villains doing their worst
Oh yes give me a book I plead
Laundry Limerick.
20 Jul 2021 7 Comments
in humour, inspiration, Poems Tags: escape, Laundry, Limerick
This is part of Esther’s Challenge : Laugh-Along Limerick, held at Lance’s write to inspire, if you fancy joining in.
There was a young laundress named Jane
Who found her work a huge pain.
So she threw in the sponge with a smile
Then ran a one minute mile
Never to be seen at the laundry again!
March 25: Carrot Ranch. Flash Fiction Challenge
26 Mar 2021 29 Comments
in Carrot Ranch, Stories Tags: Carrot Ranch, escape, Flash Fiction
March 25 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write an escape. It can be daring or subtle. Who is escaping from what and why? Go where the prompt leads!
The Escape.
The escape was silent, no one heard. All asleep upstairs. Gently at first it grew fierce it fled the kitchen and headed for the stairs. Where they all slept on, in their beds
It was cold outside so the doors and windows were shut tight. Unseen it swirled around the house. It filled every room, hallway and cupboard. Silent and invisibly it filled the house and their lungs. They slept on.
Tim awoke at about three AM. His head hurt. He went down to the kitchen to make a drink. He clicked the ignition on the hob. Flash Boom!
Charli’s Carrot Ranch Prompt:
Thursday photo prompt: Deeper #writephoto
11 Feb 2021 27 Comments
in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, #writephoto, /flash-fiction Tags: Deep waters, escape, faith, Sue Vincent Thursday Photo Prompt
It’s time for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto .
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a sheer drop from old stone… a bridge, perhaps, or the battlements of a castle… there is no way to tell… Below is deep, dark water, swirling, fringed by autumnal trees…
This week’s prompt ~ Deeper
Looking down at the drop and the dark waters below, Ben wondered could he make it. There was no other route out, no escape.
Listening for the sound of his persuers he wished he’d never left home. But he had, and the dye was cast, below him swirled his Rubicon.
He heard the dogs first and then the shouts as the first stone hit him he closed his eyes and jumped.
Take that leap faith
Into the dark blue yonder.
Let your soul take flight.
The waters may be deeper
Let fear not be your keeper.
Thursday photo prompt: Guarded #writephoto
28 Jan 2021 19 Comments
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For visually challenged writers, the image shows a pathway through the bracken of the moors towards a distant horizon crowned by a hill. The path is flanked by a huge rock…
This week’s prompt ~ Guarded
After a life’s struggle
The confusion and muddle
Led me to this place.
The years have left their trace.
My way is now barred
The guardian old and scarred.
He’s been there years
His stone face carved by tears
Not surpprised to see me
He smiles, at last I am free.
Towards the distant hills
Shedding all my ills.
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This is part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto
I have had three attempts at this post, I finally thought okay then I see I have used Guardian instead of Guarded.. Sorry I have go with this my brain hurts.
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 28 (FATE) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.
21 Oct 2020 13 Comments
in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, Décima, inspiration, rant, Ronovanwrites Tags: abuse, controlled, Dust, escape, Fate, Weed
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.
Life Line.
11 Oct 2020 11 Comments
in Music, Poems, songs Tags: escape, need, Save
Life’s Blood
She struggles to survive
Reaching to sunlight to feel alive.
Hidden in shadow always veiled
Heart felt pleas made, but failed.
Why in the backstreets must she hide
She needs to run in fields wide.
Her hues to deepen as her soul flies
To lift her head and see clear blue skies.
Withering and thirsting she fights for the light
Struggling here, hidden in endless night.
She clings to her dreams of racing across virgin fields
Opening up her soul to dreams she yeilds.
Find her, save her, throw a life line
Carry her out into the sun shine.
Free her, let her grow see her escape
Covering all with her blooming cape
Sue Vincent’s #writephoto Serenity. 4/9/20
04 Sep 2020 23 Comments
in #writephoto, photo prompt, photos, Stories, Uncategorized Tags: death, escape, Love eternal, serenity
This week’s prompt ~ Serenity
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a blue-lit landscape, land and calm water mirroring the cloudy, silver-lit sky.
My feet are cold, but I am past caring there is nothing left for me here. I step forward water rises up my legs, it’s no longer cold. My dress billows and the silver light touches my face. I am no longer tired, the pain is lifted from me as if I am cutting the ties that bind me. I move even further from the shore my steps unsteady now as the water reaches my chest. I am warm, I am rested I am happy. I slip beneath the waves and all I see is blue , as I look up I see the last of the silver light in the sky.
All of a sudden he is there his long red hair, his blue eyes and his beautiful silver fish tail. Wrapping me in his arms around me he whispers, “I told you I would wait for you, all you had to do was come to me.”
In the ICU the doctor shook his head , “We’ve lost her” he said, “Time of death 21.27″…the long whistle of the machine stopped as he turned it off leaving the low but determined beeps of the other patient’s machines in the background.
Her assigned nurse said quietly, “She really tried she kept on fighting, why did she just give up like that?” The team looked at her in silence then one of them said, “She looks amazing, there is a real aura of serenity about her”
This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt #writephoto
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 19 (RIDE) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.
19 Aug 2020 16 Comments
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Image : © 2020 Ronovan Hester Copyright.
This week I have linked my Décima with my entry for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge which was Trip and Whip.
Décima Escape.
I need to feel wind in my hair
Escape my tormenter and ride
To blow my mind’s cobwebs aside.
Throw caution up into the air
Trip the light fantastic,with care
Bring to me my black stallion.
Sailing land like a Galleon
This is not time for me to bide
Whip up my senses, joy and pride.
Flee from the mean Rapscallion.
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This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Décima https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/08/19/ronovan-writes-decima-poetry-challenge-prompt-no-19-ride-this-week-its-the-b-rhyme-line/
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