Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 411 FRUIT and Ripe.

Today I have written a Tanka for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Orchard, Mill Farm by Kate Nicol is licensed under CC-BY-SA 2.0

apples on the bough
red ripe and ready to pick
Gaiga’s progeny
the fruit of the Earth’s harvest
nature gives and we just take

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#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 263, 3/1/22: #Tastetherainbow-Colour Poetry.

Hello everyone. Colleen said “This week, let’s have fun with the colour of March: GREEN!

Green is one of those colours that includes many shades. This colour also has different meanings not associated with the color.

This week’s challenge is to choose your own syllabic form and a shade of green to feature in your syllabic poem. You’ll receive bonus points if you don’t use the name: green. You’ll also receive bonus points if you can also incorporate a different meaning for the word green in your poem.

I have decided to do a Haiku using new apprentice, meaning green, no experience. Verdant meaning, lush and green, and Viridesence meaning greenish or becoming green.

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Spring

mother nature’s new
apprentice perfects leafy
shades so verdant.
the rain quenches them gently
earth dressed in viridesence.

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN’S TANKA TUESDAY.

Seriously, Another Year.

Death sat alone in an empty pub, everywhere he went this happened, he’d come in everyone else would leave. Such a shame he thought sipping his pint and watching it drip right through to the carpet….. so embarrassing!

The door flew open with an almighty gust of wind blowing in dust and tumble weed, very unusual for Brixton. Three hooded and cloaked figures entered “Hey man this is a step up from that coffee bar we met in last time” shouted Plague as he sat down and picked up the lager death had ordered for him on the pub app. “How have you been ” asked Death.

“Actually I have been so busy, as busy as you mate, yup it’s been a great couple of years! “

Famine sat down to his Guinness, the food on his plate turn to mush as he breathed on it. “Cheers Death I’m starving and parched.”.

Death nodded as War came in the sound of fighting and gunshot could be heard from the street, hi big man I’ve been busy too handy with Plague here, grabbing all the headlines I can do loads of damage.

Death moved his sythe and war jumped up waiving an AK-47 at him, Death gave him a withering look and said, “Don’t threaten me, you’ll only come off worse! ” War sat down.

“Tell me” asked Famine whose poked Mother Nature she’s in a foul mood, floods, fires, earthquakes, record hurricanes and tornadoes, not to mention climate change. Is she joining us today. ”

“No” Death replied “She’s too busy fighting back, sick of these humans leaching off of her. She sent you her regards Plague and says you’re doing a great job.”

The unfortunate barman came across to the table when Death beckoned to him, “Another round young man and packet of crisps for my friend Famine here! “

The barman, was all at once exhausted, ready for a fight, starving and showing all the main symptoms for covid, returned to the bar and poured these oddly unquieting customers their drinks. As he came back he tripped on Famine’s shopping nearly spilling the drinks. ” Mind the toilet rolls ” Famine snapped. The other three turned and looked at him and as one asked “Seriously”

As they left the barman collapsed, a riot broke out on the streets of Brixton, all the food shops, even Waitrose had their shelves cleared by starving people. Death sighed and set to collecting the dead , a never ending task which pained him. Suddenly his mobile rang

“Hello God here, I see you are all there”

“Yes we’ve been here a while Sir.”

“I know, I suppose you want an apocalypse now?”

“Not really Sir”

“Well you’re not really giving me much choice are you?”

“And a happy New Year to you too Sir”

Death turned his phone off and headed back to the pub, when he arrived it was packed .

Thursday photo prompt: Beginnings #writephoto

This is part of Sue Vincent’s of Daily Echo #writephoto.

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They awoke, with no memory of how or when they had arrived there. They stood and watched in wonder as the dawn painted the skies purple,pink, blue and gold.

Gone where the horrors of what they survived, the famine, drought, the bloodshed, the hate all wiped from their memories. They all stood as one marvelling at the sunrise. They were seeing it for the first time.

Mother Nature looked at them all , tutting as she turned to God and asked.” Why have you brought them back.” Her eyes filled with tears of pain and anger. ” You see how they treat me, they rape and abuse me until I am ruined and spent… How could you?”

God touched her arm gently and smiled his beautiful smile. “You can’t get round me this time” Mother Nature wailed, “I can’t go through it again, I just can’t”

God handed her a challis of Nectar and took one himself. Then he spoke, he rarely spoke but his voice was so beautiful that Mother Nature stopped bristling and relaxed. “One more time my dear, just for me, please.” He knew as he spoke the words, she could not resist. “These are my children they will learn”

Mother Nature put down her challis and slowly stood, looking down at her new dress of green and blue she sighed deeply. As she limped away she said to no one in particular…” They never learn, he is deluded. He keeps giving them another chance and they keep destroying me”

God raised his challis calling after her. “Here’s to New Beginnings.” As the words left his mouth Mother Nature flinched as a “child of God” ripped up some plants and threw them to the side for no apparent reason.

The tears welled up in her eyes again. “Beginnings” she hissed through her broken and blackened theeth.

Email from Mother Earth.

A poem  for  Earth  day. I wrote  this  a  couple  of  years  ago.

Just  a timely  reminder  that  we  need  to respect , love and  look after  our  mother  earth. Sorry  i  think it is  a day  late!

Email  from  Mother  Earth  for  Earth  Day.

Can you hear me son can you hear my voice.

Can you hear me daughter can you catch my words before you have no choice.

Did you read my emails do you check them out

I have phoned you many times, the fact that I have tried to warn you is not doubt.

Did you read my letters son did you read and weep. Have you received my postcards  daughter.

They did not have the answers that you seek.

I carved it on the gate posts and  the walls.

I have hire out huge bill boards with letters 20ft tall!

I have screamed and I have shouted. I have made an almighty fuss

But no one is listening is there no one out there who wants to put me first.

Mother nature’s weeping, mother nature full of pain

You  have not been listening to her you have let her down again.

The blooms are out in winter and summer flowers peek in spring

The snow falls in summer and sometimes in spring.

You are heading for another drought your reservoirs are almost dry

Still leaks from your water  mains  in the streets and I am asking why!!

The animals all suffer and fauna and flowers too

It is starting with the the smaller things but soon to suffer it will be you.

This beautiful green planet that you live in

Is drying up to dessert have you not noticed a thing.

I have warned you till I horse and dropped hints as large as Tsunami and Earthquakes

I am so tired and you just ignore me have any idea how sad, me that makes.

Stop all you selfish clambering and look at what you are doing.

You are melting my ice caps and heading for rack and ruin!

I can only do my best like any loving mother can

But your are not just naughty children you are the race Human.

So hear my voice and listen good, this is your only chance

To save my life and enhance yours, to stop my final deaths’ dance.

Earth Day : 2015 Mother Nature’s Plea.

Can you hear me son can you hear my voice.

Can you hear me daughter can you catch my words before you have no choice.

Did you read my emails do you check them out

I have phoned you many times, the fact that I have tried to warn you is not doubt.

Did you read my letters son did you read and weep. Have you received my postcards  daughter.

They did not have the answers that you seek.

I carved it on the gate posts and  the walls.

I have hire out huge bill boards with letters 20ft tall!

I have screamed and I have shouted. I have made an almighty fuss

But no one is listening is there no one out there who wants to put me first.

Mother nature’s weeping, mother nature full of pain

You  have not been listening to her you have let her down again.

The blooms are out in winter and summer flowers peek in spring

The snow falls in summer and sometimes in spring.

You are heading for another drought your reservoirs are almost dry

Still leaks from your water  mains  in the streets and I am asking why!!

The animals all suffer and fauna and flowers too

It is starting with the the smaller things but soon to suffer it will be you.

This beautiful green planet that you live in

Is drying up to dessert have you not noticed a thing.

I have warned you till I horse and dropped hints as large as Tsunami and Earthquakes

I am so tired and you just ignore me have any idea how sad, me that makes.

Stop all you selfish clambering and look at what you are doing.

You are melting my ice caps and heading for rack and ruin!

I can only do my best like any loving mother can

But your are not just naughty children you are the race Human.

So hear my voice and listen good, this is your only chance

To save my life and enhance yours, to stop my final deaths’ dance.

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I  reworked  an old  poem for EARTH DAY 22nd  April 2015

Death of a planet.

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  have spoken.

I have told you, I have warned, I have cajoled  I have implored

You have not listened  you do not care. All my warning you have ignored!

 

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.

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Nature’s Curse

Coat us gently in your breath mother nature, dress us in your warp and weft! Love us all your children dear, though we all have hurt you and brought you many a tear. We have pained you brought you low, pushed, stabbed you, yet you love us still and will not let go.

We, all issue from your womb, treat you bad and stripped you bare and kill your blooms. We have raped you daily, and burned your soul  exposed your softest parts to all who make your gifts their greedy goal.

Taken, taken is all we have done we never spare a thought of how we should repay you for all that you have done. We leave you bleeding arms outstretched. We rip from you all we can get. Never never do we spare  a thought for all the torture that on you we have wrought!

Somehow like a mother you love us and bless us and encourage us to fly.  Yet how do repay you, we rip out your guts and leave you to die. Mother, mother be patient yet we all need to learn from you for you know more then we shall ever forget!

Sometimes your anger you unleash on our selfish heads, you rip up crops and smash our towns and pee on us till the rivers overflow their beds! You pull back the oceans in the mist of mighty storms then hurl it back at us killing many destroying all in your path we stand open mouthed at the aftermath. You show us how strong you are you could destroy us all, it is within your power. But you love us like a mother dear and you let us stay though we do not deserve you and that is crystal clear!

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NaPoWriMo Day 22 Nature’s Curse

NaPoWriMo Day 22 : Today’s pompt is  to write a poem in keeping with Earth Day!!

Coat us gently in your breath mother nature,

dress us in your warp and weft!

Love us all, your children dear,

though we all have hurt you and brought you many a tear.

We have pained you brought you low,

stabbed you yet you love us still and will not let go.

We, all issue from your womb,

treat you bad and stripped you bare and kill your blooms.

We have raped you daily, and burned your soul

exposed your softest parts to all who make your gifts their greedy goal.

Taken, taken is all we have done we never spared a thought

of how we should repay you for all that you have done.

We leave you bleeding arms outstretched we rip from you all we can get.

Never never do we spare  a thought for all the torture that on you we have wrought!

Somehow like a mother you love us and bless us and encourage us to fly.

Yet how do we repay you, we rip out your guts and leave you to die.

Mother, mother be patient yet we need all to learn from you for you know more then we shall ever forget!

Sometimes your anger you unleash on our selfish heads,

you rip up crops and smash our towns and pee on us till the rivers overflow their beds!

You pull back the oceans in the mist of mighty storms

then hurl it back at us killing many destroying all in your path

we stand open mouthed at the aftermath.

You show us how strong you are,

you could destroy us all it is within your power.

But you love us like a mother dear

and you lets us stay though we do not deserve you and that is crystal clear!

https/encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/

Nature’s Curse

Coat us gently in your breath mother nature, dress us in your warp and weft! Love us all your children dear, though we all have hurt you and brought you many a tear. We have pained you brought you low, pushed, stabbed you, yet you love us still and will not let go.

We, all issue from your womb, treat you bad and stripped you bare and kill your blooms. We have raped you daily, and burned your soul  exposed your softest parts to all who make your gifts their greedy goal.

Taken, taken is all we have done we never spare a thought of how we should repay you for all that you have done. We leave you bleeding arms outstretched. We rip from you all we can get. Never never do we spare  a thought for all the torture that on you we have wrought!

Somehow like a mother you love us and bless us and encourage us to fly.  Yet how do repay you, we rip out your guts and leave you to die. Mother, mother be patient yet we all need to learn from you for you know more then we shall ever forget!

Sometimes your anger you unleash on our selfish heads, you rip up crops and smash our towns and pee on us till the rivers overflow their beds! You pull back the oceans in the mist of mighty storms then hurl it back at us killing many destroying all in your path we stand open mouthed at the aftermath. You show us how strong you are you could destroy us all, it is within your power. But you love us like a mother dear and you let us stay though we do not deserve you and that is crystal clear!

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