Loveuary,Day 28. Acrostic Loveuary

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com set us all off on Loveuary. We had to write about all aspects of love everyday. When we set off I did wander if I or any of us would make it. Yet here we are on the last day. Standing on the presipice of March!

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So well done everyone who took part what a rollercoaster! and thank you to Ritu for the idea. Day 28, Loveuary’s  last day let’s have an Acrostic poem.

Loveuary an Acrostic Poem.

Lovely Ritu had a great plan

Of love we must write each day if we can

Valentine’s day fell within this month

Every day we all worked  to  strive

Undying love & devotion to keep alive

Amourous words vied with lust

Reveries of fist kisses were a must

Yes we got through dear Ritu thanks to you

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Loveuary Day 27 & RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #138 Secret&Burn

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 27 of  Loveuary  , I  am going  to  use  Ronovan’s  prompts  for his  weekly  Haiku  Challenge Secret  and  Burn. Rules  and  pingback  are  here 

Kissing  in shadow

The secret kept can  burn deep

And drive  you mad  though.

Sent in  true secret

Illicit letters must burn

Love declared fire  met.

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I hold  this  secret

Close to  my  heart,it will burn

For this  love I  yearn.

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Loveuary Day 26 Love Of Life

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day  26  of Loveuary  and  I  have  chosen  to  write  about  the  love  of  life.The  love  of  living, coping  and  being !

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The  Joy  of  loving  time  with  your  Dad

The  Love  of  happy  times  with  your  son to  be had.

The  Joy  of  just  savouring the  little  things

The Love  that  being  a parent  brings.

 

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The Joy of  being out  with  dog  at  the  start of  the day

The  Love of  watching  her at play.

The  Joy  of  talking to her as walk in rain

The Love your dog  that shows  you again and again.

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The Joy  of  nature  the  joy  the  spring

The  Love  of  trees, flowers  and    birds  that  sing!

The  Joy  of  the seasons,Winter,Summer, Autumn and Spring

The Love  of  Nature , it  makes  your  heart  sing.

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The Joy  of  movement a privilege I  almost  lost

The  love  of  dancing , which  an  accident  took it’s  cost

The  Joy  of  finding  I  could  still dance in  my  head

The  Love of  life that  I shall have until I  am dead.

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Loveuary Day 25: Emotion

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today is day 25 of  Loveuary and  my  prompt  is  Emotion, hard  raw  emotion. It’s thin  line  between love  and  hate! I have  revamped  a  poem  I  wrote  back in  2012.

WHY, WHY, WHY

This is me here I stand,

do you want my heart.

Take it and crush it in your hand.

Words don’t fit they beat me down

All loops and bloops you watch me drown.

In my own blood you see me thrash,

Get your mates  lay bets as to when I’d crash!

Beat me, slap me with my words

I’ve taped my mouth so my screams cannot be heard.

Cut me carve me it is nothing I have not done before .

I’m lost and wrecked on unused emotion’s shore.

Abuse me use me sate your need

Then throw me off like an unwanted weed.

See my heart you have rent it in two

I pull it out and wear it on my sleeve for you .

Fuck me suck me dry

You just don’t look or see the need within my eye.

There is not much more that I can do

You miss hear and miss understand all that I do.

I stand here screaming silently

Bleeding need and blood constantly.

Hit me kick me just don’t look at my face,

No matter how hard I have tried I cannot win this race.

Here it comes the huge and vicious mouth

I lost can’t take any more I fall and tumble, stumble south.

Damn you damn you what can I do

To get respect or love from you.

Love okay it’s too late

But kindness could  not compensate

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Loveuary Day. Sisters

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day  24 of Loveuary. My  prompt today  is  siblings, I  come  from  a  large  family  there  were  nine of us three  died  very  young … there  were  six  of us  up  until  2015  when  one  of  my  lovely  sisters  died . This  is a  tribute  to  my  sisters.  I  do  have  two  brothers  I  shall  come  to  them  in another  prompt.

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My eldest sister is 14yrs my senior and she looked after me a lot when I was young. Though she has more memories of this than I do.  Circumstance then separated us for a long time then through the internet, more than anything else we have grown back together. Definitely one of the better changes in my life. The photo below is not us …. but it could of been.

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We were never that close when I was young

but now I am older my best friend you have become.

Travels and families kept us apart yet

We were always together deep down in our hearts.

I think the need was mutual and I have certainly gained

From your life learned wisdom, stress, happiness and pain.

The computer has been our weapon of choice

But we still use the phone it is always good to hear your voice.

You  helped me meet my recent changes the facts I did want to face

The times I wanted to give up you showed me how to just drop down a pace.

Now you need my strength and help, you need support and love from me

I can now repay the love and solace you gave, and show you how to be free.

Once you where my eldest sister  just a photo on the page

But now we are there for each other no longer separated by age .

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

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My  dear  and  beautiful second eldest  sister died  in October 2015 . She was a nursing  sister  all her  working  life and  she  touch  so many  lives. She died a horrible  and  painful  death due  to a  drug  resistant  bug. 

The  machines  murmured and  slowly  stop their pings

As her  soul, finally  at  peace was  released  and  found it’s  wings.

After months  of  pain  and  strain she  was  free  to  run and laugh  again.

I hope  you  are  back  with  your  true love and  dancing  to  a sweet refrain.

 

God  Bless  you  sister  dear

I shall miss  you  so,  yet still feel  you near.

The wonderful  times  you have given me  are

Memories  I  shall never  forget. You are  next  to me not  afar.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

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My  next  sister  lives  not  far  from  me  and  we  see  a lot of  each other. She  has  travelled  the  world  with her job and lived in Hong Kong been the toast  of  this  and  that  has  settled  close  to me! She  has always been my  idol  now  she is  my  mate! 

She is  bright and  fast

She has a  colourful  past

 

Working with material  and  twine

Her talents  lay in art and  design.

 

Daddy  called  her  girly

She was  so  thin  and her  hair  curly

Always  the  brightest  star

Fashion leader  with a  mini car.

 

I was always in  awe of  you

Even  now  if  I  tell true

Not  just  for  your  style  and  flair

But  because  I love  you  and  you care.

My  three  sisters.

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Loveuary Day 23 For the Love of Earth.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today is  Day  23, I  have  used  my  own  prompt  today, Mother  Nature’s  special  love  of  us. This is  a poem I  wrote in  2013.

And yet  you love us  still

You are old now and you are tired

Your body raped and parts of you burned and fired.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

You were young once golden and new

Greener than green, seas and rivers running blue.

Young then younger than time

Fresh and pristine then unlike now choked up , dirty and covered in grime.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

What promise you had though, when brand new you graced the heavens before we gouged you out and burnt your soul and all things bad upon you wrought.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

You felt the thaw of ice ages then felt them come again,

Strange and huge beast wandered over your plains,

You saw  man arrive and you watched his growing pains.

You nursed us gently as we as humans grew.

Sadly, we ungrateful, turned on you.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

How beautiful fresh and new were you

When only wild beasts and flowers grew

When storms were all that raged

Man had not yet started his cruel selfish rampage.

All of  you was fresh and new and you had such great things to do.

Now we have dragged all that is good from you.

We have laid you waste, you can no longer start anew.

Yet you love us still. You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

Sadly we have pushed you toward your end ,

We were ungiving , selfish we stole   we did not bend.

We took from you and did not replace ,

We have fought wars across your body and we have scared your face.

Yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

Oh! Earth mother we have pulled you on at such an un-holy pace ,

You have tried to warn us but we have slipped through your fingers so far  grace.

Your end is nigh and and it is all our fault ………..

And  yet you love us still.

You are patient with us now even though we treat you ill.

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Loveuary Day 22. Lust. RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #137 Sweat&Heat

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 22 of  Loveuary   and  as  I  am  so behind  with  posts and  comments I  am  combining   Loveuary   with  Ronovan’s  Haiku poetry Challenge Sweat  and Heat. So  let  me  think  Sweat  and  Heat…. OH!  Yes  today’s  prompt is  LUST!

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #137 Sweat&Heat

Lust  in  the Kitchen

Kitchen  full of heat

Making your favourite meal

 I sweat to please you

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Passion in  the rain

Passion in the  rain

Heat is  soaring the wet

Special places sweat!

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Flaming Hair

This bright flaming  hair

Is raising  the  heat in here

It’s making me  sweat!

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Loveuary Day 21 love of our Pets.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 21 of Loveuary and  I  am  going  to  use the  prompt  of  of  pets.

 

Ruby is a working girl on duty night and day

She works so very hard she rarely has time to play.

We were not busy today, my friend and I,

So we dropped in on her as we were passing by.

Ruby was so pleased to see us she could hardly contain herself

She was dashing here and dashing there and knocking things from off the shelf.

It was lovely to escape the three of us to green fields and the sun

We wondered round and round chatting laughing, just having fun.

Then my foot began to itch so I slipped my shoe off on to the grass green

Unfortunately for me there was dog muck there lucking unseen.

That was really nasty an unwelcome surprise People who do not clean up after their dogs really make my temper rise.

So there we were scrabbling in field.

My foot dirty and smelly well that was not in the deal.

But Ruby she was happy she ran and sniffed and played

This was her only time she not have  to behave!!

My shoe and and foot duely wiped we just had to laugh

For Ruby was such a joy to see and went I got home I could have a bath.

So finally we walked Ruby back to work,

She was so happy to greet  her mistress we could see  Ruby was no shirk.

As we walked home we marvelled at her skills

How she worked and her mistress from all ills.

We laughed about my smelly feet and what we would like to do to those who do not clean up after their dogs We decided that they all should be fed to hungry hogs!!!!

Ruby and her fellow working dogs are silent heroes,

Often not thought of and definitely unsung

But my friend and I think they are the best and Ruby is our favourite one!

 

Loveuary Day 20 Flowers and Chocolate

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 20 of Loveuary. I have  had a  horrendous day and  not  feeling  at  all Loveuary!! Anyway  life is  not  always  what  we  would  like  it  to be  so! I  am going  to  mix  two prompts  Flowers  and  Chocolate. Now  to mix it up a  little,  I have  done  an Acrostic  poem spelling  chocolate  But  it is  about flowers?  Okay  I  got  confused  . So a  new poem about  chocolate  flowers….. and  an  old  poem written   about  exploding  flowers.

Chocolate, an  Acrostic  poem  about  flowers!

Chrysanthemums are just not  my style

Hosters   don’t  quite do it  either

Of course I will accept  them

Can’t  be  rude so I  smile

Only Sunflowers

Lilys of  white

Astors  bright

Tend my

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Exploding  Flowers 

I had an exploding tin of flowers ,

It made me feel fine. I would slip out after hours

And watch the flying colours while I drink my wine.

 

I offered you my flowers I hoped to make you happy too.

Sadly you were allergic and you came out with symptoms like the flu.

I tried to put my exploding flowers back into the tin

It was so very hard to do my patience soon began to wear thin.

 

All I really wanted was to spread a little fun

But so far I’ve made you feel ill and I have cut my thumb!!

That’s it I have had enough now, they came out so they must go back in,

They wont , they don’t  OH! darn it I’ve had enough they are going in the bin!

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Loveuary Day19: Love Story

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 19 of Loveuary. The  start  of  a love affair. A little  love  story  I  wrote  a  few  years  back  and  have  revamped  for  today’s  post.

Sitting at window each day

He sees her as he passes her way.

He drives to work early you see

And she is usually there  drinking  her cup  of tea.

Each morning as she starts the day

She hopes the loneliness will go away.

With her  cup of tea sitting in the bay

A lovely way to start the lonely  day .

 

He wonders what she would say

If he plucked up the courage and knocked at her door one day.

Perhaps an evening would be best,

With a bouquet of flowers and in his smartest suit dressed.

 

Looking out she’d often see the cars passing by while she is sitting there.

A handsome young man always looks her way,

So often now she almost gave  him a wave.

 

He looks so cute as he catches her eye

Each morning as he passes by.

She wonders would he ever stop

And through her door a note he would drop.

They could meet, that would be great

But just how to curve the paths of fate.

 

Time moves on and so does he,

He is one she no longer sees.

It is a shame she often thinks

As she sips her morning drinks.

 

One morning being early for work

She stops for a coffee to give her mind that extra perk.

Standing in the queue eyes wander

Landing on a profile that makes her heart beat stronger.

 

He parks his car everyday

From his work a healthy walk away.

He likes to exercise, he always wonders if the girl in the bay

Has noticed he no longer passes her way.

She was so cute, he thinks of her most every day.

 

As  he stops for coffee at the usual place,

Waiting in the queue he sees a familiar face.

So as they both turn and come face to face

She smiles at him their  hearts  pick up  the pace.

 

He flashes her his biggest smile

As butterflies tango in his tummy all the while.

Would she like a coffee she hears him ask,

She would and she tells him so,

Shall we drink it here have you time before you have to go.

So shall we leave them sitting there together now at last .

After  all the  time  that  has  past.

They do look happy to have met.

Their  future  now is  set

The shop is busy but they are all alone.

After work they both return to meet, he drives her home…….  ❤  ❤

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