Ronovan writes #Weekly #Haiku #Challenge #329

What once we knew as

“Wet behind the ears,” becomes

Has “the bloom of youth.“

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #180

Neath stagnant, cold, undisturbed soil
Soft bodies lying in repose
No more will they face life’s toil
Instead they slowly decompose,

Cares and worries faced no more
Knowing death their ultimate doom.
Forgotten like all men before
In this vault of perpetual gloom

Till they hear the words that say
Arise, for it is Judgment Day.

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Ronovan writes #weekly #challenge prompt #328

Eradicate weeds

With a deadly orange dust

Think not of life’s cost

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #101

When my friends and I went into the ruins

That days homework we were doing

The teacher had told the class to find

If the builders had left anything behind

But we only found things left by lovers wooing

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Ronovan writes #Haiku weekly challenge #327

Deep within dark caves

Each slow drip immortalised

Frozen in the drop

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #100

It feels like it was only yesterday

When all the children used to dance and play

Under the old knarled chestnut tree

With the sounds of laughter and shrieks of glee

And now all the players I knew have gone

But the tree, like my memories, lingers on

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Ronovan writes #Haiku challenge #326

Wildfires scorch the earth

Acrid clouds shade sunlit skies

Craving Winter rains

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #99

Because we lived so far away

We took a school bus every day

We could never be late

The driver wouldn’t wait

And we knew what our parents would say

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Ronovan writes #Haiku Weekly prompt#325

A dark storm seething

In a tangled labyrinth

Troubled mind seeks calm

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Lockdown and Me

You all know me, my name is Bobby

Since lockdown started I’ve tried new hobbies

I’ve bought brushes, paints and paper

For watercolour painting but what a caper,

Got a short wave radio a C B too

Yet I still listen to Radio Two

Brand new camera, flash gun and lenses

Even got infrared to see what that senses,

A taste for astronomy entered my head

But I found I’d rather be tucked up in bed

So I took up my trusty pen and pad

If I can get more writing done, then I’ll be glad.

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