there’s a fire that burns
anger, eager to take hold
old fears run so cold..
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 391 BURN(ed/ing/s) and Old.
04 Jan 2022 19 Comments
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 3/2020
03 Oct 2020 14 Comments
in rant, SoCs Tags: death, Life, LindaGHill, New, old, Stream of Consciousness Saturday
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “new/old.” Use either or both of the words “new and old” any way you’d like. Bonus points for starting and ending with either one. Have fun!
News hit my email that made me sad. Though it was not other than my I might of expected yet I am railing against it. Nothing new, age old it’s the circle we all go through no one and nothing lives forever.
I tossed and turned and in my dreams I was lost on a journey on a train. Again nothing new about that, it seems I am forever lost. I awoke ever hour on the hour, same old scared feeling. Life goes on until it stops. None of this makes sense.
New Life brings new hope
Old nightmares retreat quietly
Souls never grow old.
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This is part of LindaGHill’s Saturday Stream of Consciousness.
EvDaDaDEC. Not a Bad Bloke
29 Dec 2013 17 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Depression, despair, EvDaDaDec, Hope, lethargy, New, old
It is cold and fresh outside and the lawns a white and crisp and even
The sands of time are running out for the old year. It’s packed and ready for the leavin’
Christmas has been and gone with all of it’s bluster and show and we have left behind the feast of Stephen.
Sadness is hangin’ round suspended in these nowhere days, the new years’s on it’s way so why the grievin’
We all move slowly, zombie like ,betwixt and between the old and the new.
Doing as we are bid shop, shop get to the sales . You need something to do.
The past is stretched out lazily idly playing with your head. Push it off Shooo!
Approaching fast from the future the come the new bringing hope and all that will ensue.
Greedily stocking up are energy and hope full of ideas and readiness to cope.
Come now shake off the lethargy of the old stretch yawn , don’t mope!
You can’t stop this anyway we are all on the precipice about to fall down the slippery slope
So embrace the old, give him a hug at least you know him. Raise a glass in farewell he’s not a bad bloke!
EvDaDaDec : Out with the old in with the New
26 Dec 2013 8 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: EvDaDaDec, Hope, New, old, rebirth, year's beginning, years end
Okay time to pull myself up by my boot lace
Paint the smile of make up on my face
Out with the old in with the New
Sorry dear friends for casting my worries on you.
The old year tired and worn is slowly packing its bag.
Lets not detain it, it’s course is run. Raise it’s cloak to ease the drag.
The world is waiting for the New Year , though why I am not sure
Nothing magical ever happen’s, nothing changes. Yet wait here comes Hope a knocking at the door.
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