RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #248 Serene&Scene

A ring of stones sleep

Serene are they in sweet dreams

Just part of the scene.

The secrets are kept

In this serene scene, all green

Gia’s blessings sleep.

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These two Haiku are part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Ronovanwrites weekly Haiku Poetry Challenge Prompt. #148 Fast and Plain

This is my entry to Ronovanwrite’s weekly Haiku Poetry challenge #148 and this week Ronovan has given us the words Fast and Plain , to play with.

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                  Fast and plain.

Hold fast to my love

I am always true to you

For all, plain to see.

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Plain and Swift

Though your face is plain

You are beautiful inside

Swift my fall for you

Image is Fernando Amorsolo’s Smiling Plain Maiden/Palay Maiden @ Ayala Museum (1920’s); From Wikipedia:

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The Sun and the Moon

 

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Nature’s trick, plainly

She always eluded him

How ever fast he moved.

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #146 Behold&Eye

This is my entry for this week’s 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #146 Behold&Eye

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Apple of my eye

Like a star seen from afar.

Much love to behold

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All beauty is in

The eye of the beholder

Ruby is beauty

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Beauty  before me

Nature’s wonders to behold

My eyes are grateful

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #97 Magic&Glimmer

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #97 Magic&Glimmer

 

 

On the lake she stood

Silver stars in  her wake  glimmer

She set Magic free

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Ronovanwrites Prompt #Challenge #79 Crystal&Hope

Ronovan writes Haiku  Challenge

Haiku

Facets and  coloured fractals of light

Crystal clear full scope

Brings  true hope not  fear and flight

 

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Thoughts  sharpened  by  new trauma

Honed to Crystal Clear

Hope on Horizon’s  afar

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Open eyes wiped  crystal clear

See  all being all

Hope has  come  too late lost fate.

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Crystal Hope     

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Tuesday Use It In A Sentence – Dispose

Paint me now,photograph me, capture my image in dispose !   😉

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Here is  the  #tuesdayuseitinasentence

Tuesday Use It In A Sentence – Dispose : Comes  to  you  from LindaGHill. 

Here are the prompt rules:

  1. Make a sentence with the word of the week. Leave it as just a sentence or write a post to go with it.
  2. Try to do it on Tuesday.
  3. Include the hashtag #tuesdayuseitinasentence.
  4. Post it on Twitter and/or Facebook (if you have a public site) and/or Pinterest and/or WordPress and/or any other social media site you belong to.
  5. Participate as many times as you’d like. You can write a different sentence for each platform, but please keep it to one sentence per post.
  6. Linda will be trolling Twitter for the hashtag, so watch her Twitter feed in the sidebar for retweets. Make sure to connect on Twitter with other participants!
  7. If you post your sentence here on WordPress or on any other site where there’s a clickable link, include the link in the comment section for this week.
  8. Google #tuesdayuseitinasentence to find other participants! The more you connect, the bigger it gets and the more views and followers you’ll have.
  9. Have fun!

If you have any suggestions on how to make this a better prompt (i.e. rules I haven’t thought of, making it easier to follow) please let me know in the comments.

What are you waiting for? Make up a sentence and join in!

 

Precious Body – Stream of Consciousness Saturday

I didn’t think it was too much to ask  for

Always striving not to demand or be selfish.

Just to make  me look less of an eyesore

To straighten my  back for me, to just grant  that wish.

 

I know they mended me and put  me back together

Pinned  and fused me  and filled me with cement.

But  am I selfish  to want  not to have a curved body  forever

However hard I try I will not be straight  again, but slightly  bent.

 

I’ve always  known I am better off than  so many

Blessed in lots ways the truth be known.

But if I could have a wish granted it would not be just any

Only to wake and find my spine un-curved  had grown.

 

Please don’t think me spoilt  and churlish

I know I stand and walk  and bend

But I’d like  my posture to be more stylish

But I must accept that I am lucky not to be crippled my friend.

 

This post is part of SoCS: http://lindaghill.wordpress.com/2014/07/04/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-july-514/  Click the link to read the rules and join in!

 

 

Busyness

Sapphic poetry, a style based on the verse of Greek poet Sappho.

The Sapphic verse is a verse made up of four line stanzas, the first three lines of 11 syllables each, the last of 5.

Buiness

Hurry and stress busy busy   business

Keyboards tapping , post its flapping mobiles ring

Office bike beats the trouble and strife pants down

Right now on the desk.

 

Early train she’s on it too perfume wafting

Electric blue coat next to you soft humming

Off at station rushing now macchiato

Want to drink it now.

 

Phones ring lifts ding deadlines come and go deals flow

Time ticks pens click, ham cheese and mayo to go

Nearly five coming back to life out of here

Tricky business here!

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Monday challenge  from http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2013/09/09/monday-poetry-prompt-20-sapphic-verse/

Monday challenge

Of Knobs,Locks and Keys

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Northography have a new visual stimulus posted for your writing pleasure. Taken from http://senzingzen.com/  page. I wanted to take up the challenge.

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How many doors, how many floors must we flee down

Must we race down, pace down arms up and face down.

What lies behind the doors, the doorknobs many

strange knobs hob knobs, key holes of which views are there any?

 

How dark these walls so blue, the floor so black it reaches down to hell

The light at the end of the hall so red, red enough to hide the dead as well.

Is the floor a carpet or linoleum I do not know do you

As I run and rush my way along I cannot tell I don’t even care, it’s true,it’s true.

 

So enter here this last door with me and let your lust be free

In my hands I caress your key I love it’s cold feel, it awakens things in me.

So take back your long and lusty key and thrust it deep inside my lock , feel free.

I shall grab and turn your knob  I love the reaction it brings, it makes you sob.

So as we dance the dance of lock and key and hob of knob twist harder your key inside my lock so it  may throb.

 

Excitement gathers  us both up and busts forth all ousing out glorious and messy.

The lock the key, the knob all turning  busting growing flowing pressy!

OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

How many doors, how many floors must we flee down

Must we race down, pace down arms up and face down.

What lies behind the doors, the doorknobs many

strange knobs, hob knobs, key holes of which views are there any?

 

NaPoWriMo Day 27,A Cat May& Many Hands Make

NaPoWriMo Day 27 : Today’s prompt is  to use the wondrous powers of the Internet to help you write, and I have a particular method in mind. Think of a common proverb or phrase — something like “All that glitters is not gold,” or “If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.” Then plug the first three words of the phrase into a search engine. Skim through the first few pages of results, collecting (rather like a poetic magpie) words and phrases that interest you. Then use those words and phrases as the inspirations (and some of the source material) for a new poem.

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A Cat May (Warning)

A cat may, that is what everyone says

Owning a cat may shorten your days

Toxoplasma gondii parasite 

Insidious, unseen, malicious and quiet

Excreted escaping hoping to invade

Depressing the nerves with an unhappy parade

A cat may without any thoughts of harm

Can infest your blood and remove life’s charm.

In muscles and brain hides the  nasty nasty little parasites

They will push you , and push you to take your life.

So a beautiful cat may look at a king

But everyone in the castle should be aware what he is hiding within.

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Many hands make Fractals Tactile

Many Hands make Fractals Tactile.

That’s sounds so hopeful it makes you smile.

Many hands clear the deck especially in the sun

The more of us together makes us more inclined to fun.

Many hands all wearing rings with diamonds will catch the light

The more of us there are, the sooner the job gets done right.

The more hands lifted to the sky reaching far reaching high

So remember Many Hands make Fractals Tactile and your heart fly.

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