Invisible wind,
gives voice, laughing or sighing,
shaking, verdant leaves.
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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, April 17th 2019, voices of nature
Filed under As you read it, Haiku, nature inspired, Self compositions
Ronovanwrites Weekly Haiku Challenge #249
Skillfully changing
tone and pitch, inducing moods,
musician’s magic.
Filed under Haiku, Old knowledge, Self compositions
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, April 10th 2019, new beginnings
As green shoots appear
in the springing of the year
Gaia is reborn
Filed under As you read it, faith, Haiku, Inspired by fable, Old knowledge, Seasons, Self compositions
#SOCS April 13/19 – lip
One of the best songs to come out of the Punk era was this classic from the, “Sex Pistols.” I refer of course to the seminal, “Lip child,” the first two lines I hereby reproduce as a great example of the genre, “Don’t you give me no lip child
Don’t you talk back to me.” To be found on, “The great rock and roll swindle,” and their greatest hits, it is well worth a listen if you would like to try to understand the excitement of the new, turning the views and attitudes of the music mainstream on it’s head in a most original way.
Filed under As you read it, Factual, From the heart, Self compositions, Singalong, Unashamed promotions
A Brexit clerihew for the, “fed up with the whole thing brigade.”
When Theresa May
thought the price was too much to pay
she went to Brussels with tales of woe
but laughing, they told her where to go
Filed under As you read it, Comic verse, Factual, From the heart, Self compositions, Whimsical
What do you See? April/09/2019
And God looked down from on high at the gathering below. She smiled in order to put them at their ease, for arrayed in a circle below was a representative from all the nations of the Earth. Chosen at random and summoned while in an enchanted state, none had a recollection of how they had come to be here or why they had been so chosen. God enfolded them in her arms and in soft tones began to speak. Speaking in tongues so that all the gathering were able to understand the message she imparted. To emphasise her imparted warning a loud rumbling began to emanate from the very bowels of the Earth and the earth opened giving all assembled a glimpse of the infernal future for the planet. A certainty if these messengers were unable to convince their fellow countrymen throughout the world of the necessity for change. God released the people from their spell to return and begin their work. It was now dependant upon the inhabitants of the planet if they wished to avoid the second great flood. A flood of fire of their own making.
Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge. Ending-Abyss
Nursed unto the death,
final act of devotion,
eyes gently closing,
only memories remain
in that void once filled with love.
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #248 Serene&Scene
Remaining serene
through each scene of life’s drama
Nirvana attained
Filed under Haiku, Otherworldly, Self compositions
Weekend Writing Prompt – Silence #Tanka Strict order
Quite obviously,
removing Brother Michael’s
overactive tongue
guaranteed compliance with
the order’s vow of silence
Filed under As you read it, No offence intended, Tanka, Whimsical
#SOCS April 6/19 #fab
Second only to reminiscences of the Thunderbirds, the Anderson’s magnificent series, let us remember the Fabian Society, a group of British Socialists formed in London in 1884. A blue plaque dons the wall of 17 Osnaburgh street to commemorate such a wasteful exercise. Sadly still in existence to the detriment of all.
Filed under Factual, Self compositions
