The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 23/2020

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Its Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s #SoCs, this week Linda gave us this prompt. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ch.” Find a word that starts with “ch” and use it as your prompt word. Bonus points if you start your post with that word. Enjoy!“

I have chosen to write an Acrostic Nonet entitled Changeling. Mind you there are ten letters in changeling and as I wanted to write a Nonet and not an Etheree I repeated the five syllable line twice…Poetic licence.

Charlotte and Charles so desired a child

Heaven and Earth they would of moved

All types of potions were tried

Never did they conceed

Glady they tried spells

Each one much stronger

Long lost magic

It worked by

Nature’s

Grace.

Image from Pixabay

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 6 (Eye). This week, it’s the B rhyme spot.

Image from Pixabay

Through deserted streets I wondered
Hiding the real fear in my eye
Not a soul left in the cities.
Gone, nothing left to be conquered.
All doors locked tight none to entered.
Escape to the country I try
Fear of shadows make my feet fly.
The pale moon my only whiteness .
Wearing my cloak of loneliness
To out run death I always strive.

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My entry for this weeks Décima Poetry Challenge No. 6 EYE. (A New Challenge here on ronovanwrites.com)

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 175, #ThemePrompt

This week we celebrate 🎉 the 175th edition of this wonderful prompt of Colleen Chesebro’s.

This week our prompt comes from Elizabeth, from Tea and Paper, chose the theme: ‘ The Day After’

I decided to write a Tanka today about a young person coming home from a binge night out. It can be read from top to bottom and bottom to top and means the same.

The Day after.

Image from Pixabay

The Sun knows my game

Memory’s clouded, what’s his name

Home late walk of shame

Lesson,won’t do that again

Head is banging full of pain

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This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #297 Shrink&Think

This is my entry for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge. As we are in such unsettling times I have gone for some Humour.

D’ya think said the shrink

Are we red or are we pink

Shall we swim or sink

What do you see #20: 9th March

This week Sadje has chose an image by Akshay Premjith @ Pixabay for our challenge.

For Visually challenged readers, the picture shows a woman walking barefoot on the wet sand of a beach, leaving footprints behind her. One footprint appears to be much larger in comparison to her foot or it could just be an illusion!

Not for want of trying, she

Spread her wings, trying to be free.

Not for want of doing right

She raged and screamed against the night

Not only for herself

She questioned the distribution of wealth .

Not for her grandchildren but also she,

Had tried to set the opposed free

And scrape the plastic from the sea.

Not just on a whim

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 167, #Poet’sChoice

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

It’s the first of the month and we know whatever that means! Poets, Choose your own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc. It’s up to you!

This week I chose a simple Etheree.

Pressure

Image from Pixabay

The

pressure

Weighs heavy

My shoulders bend

Dragging me under

With fear in tidal waves

Blindly I search but in vain

The answer is hidden from me

One foot after the other deeper

Caught up in the quagmire, under pressure.

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Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 166, #ThemePrompt

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Challenge Badge

It’s the fourth week of the month! Ken Gierke selected this month’s theme prompt. On the Monday before the next challenge, Colleen will select someone to choose next month’s theme. Have fun! Today’s words are.

“FINDING CLARITY”

This week I have written a Gogyoka.

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As I crash through life

Missing chances

Breaking promises

Hoping always to discover

The one true light.

© willowdot21 2019

This is part of Colleen’s Chesebro’s Weekly Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Death Writes Life’s Poetry

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The room would appear to be empty and dark

But what is that, a scratching , scratching,  hark!

Slowly your eyes grow accustomed  to the lack of light

There in the corner is an old guy working,  a curious sight .

Who is this, who can it be ? It is Death ( in his civies ) writing  Life’s Poetry.

I almost feel sorry for the Reaper and I feel you should agree.

He is  exhausted by Life’s demands and quirks

He has to go out collecting the dead  but what irks

Is he has Life’s poems to write, so his times not free

Can you hear that shusshing sound, lets see what can that be …..

It’s  billions of egg timers  set out on shelves .

The sands of time running out for you and me.

I almost feel sorry for Reaper and you should agree.

He  is exhausted by life’s demands and quirks

He is always busy now writing poetry and collecting the  dead

And there’s  more’  for he now has an apprentice to teach and keep fed.

Don’ t you feel a pang of sympathy?

He holds the number’s of you and me.

There is never a moment when he can be free, not even time for hot cup of coffee.

Well he is very busy right now as we can see

And I think there is somewhere , anywhere  else that we should be.

I almost feel sorry for Reaper and I feel you should agree.

He exhausted my life’s demands and quirks

He has to go out collecting  the Dead  

He has to write  Life’s poetry.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 16/19

It time for Stream of Consciousness Saturday and I am late this week! Our lovely host Linda G Hill said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “dream.” Use it as a noun or a verb; use any way you’d like. Enjoy!“

Strangely as it happens I had a really bad night last night full of very uncomfortable dreams. All the time I was plagued with an awful headache. Well the headache turned out to be real I still have it now, half way through my day.

Back to my dreams which were interspersed with me waking and lying there wondering what was going on and why does my head hurt so much. So in these dreams I was traveling but getting nowhere, I was delayed and even aggressively held back at points. To make matters worse there were bloggers I know in these dreams and they were telling me that the event I was traveling too had been cancelled. This really caused me great distress.

So here I am coping with a very busy day and an unwell dog feeling very uneasy and battling with a massive headache.

Enough moaning you don’t come here to read moans! I can’t change what I have written as this is SoCs so let’s through together a little poem on the dream.

Dreams can be scary
 Mad and hairy
They can be lucid
Or even fridged
Dream can arouse and please
Or they can disquiet and tease
 They should be gone by first light
They should be the order of the night
So why is it my present plight
To be haunted by night frights

This moan was brought to you care of SoCs rules and ping back here.

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 153 #SynonymsOnly

It’s Tuesday again and time for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka. This week our prompts are Grace and Style. I have written a Tanka about Thanksgiving. Using, ‘give thanks’ for Grace and ‘as pilgrims did for’ Style.

 Join me for this meal
Lets give thanks as pilgrims did
They survived hard times
They left their homes full of hope
Enjoy fruits of first harvest.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka.