Secrets plans and preparations, go against the grain.
It’s high summer and nature is guest of honour, and host.
Celebrate life, music in rivers and skies and food in the field. Blossom and grow.
Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry Challenge #16. Use PARTY as your inspiration this week.
29 Jun 2022 5 Comments
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Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry Challenge #15. Use SUMMER as your inspiration this week.
22 Jun 2022 15 Comments
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Fields of gold stretch for miles to the horizon as far as the eye can see.
Sunflowers turn their faces to the sky yellow and green reaching for blue.
Gaia is at her best her skirts swirling around.
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 415 DAY and New.
20 Jun 2022 11 Comments
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Fresh start a new day
Another chance to succeed
God’s blessed second chance
This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.
#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 277, #SpecificForm: tanka prose.
14 Jun 2022 47 Comments
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This month Colleen has chosen a Tanka Prose as our form to work with this month. I am not too good with this form I need more practice. I have written about my husband struggling with the aftermath of covid .
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Another night where sleep eludes us. The cough is so harsh and painful. It racks his being. I cannot sleep , I feel the strain on his body.
Silently I lay still for fear he may of found sleep and I do not want to wake him. Minutes pass I resist the urge to check he’s still breathing and I relax. Suddenly the rasping cough returns and rips the peace asunder.
Finally the dawn creeps through the curtains, he is silent, sleeping. I arise exhausted to face another day.
night shadows enfold
we exist in half life fear
will we ever rest
the covid cough is so cruel
lack of breath day and night tires.
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