Monthly Archives: March 2017

Ronovan writes #142

Springtime melody

disturbing the canopy,

as the breeze freshens.

Flute, recorder, piccolo,

in  speckled, feathered mantle

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Ronovan writes Haiku #142, a tribute to Greenwich Mean Time, once more in hibernation

Life will be refreshed

in the springing of the year

but one hour later

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Writespiration#108 52 Weeks in 52 Words The switch

Arnold was ready. At sixteen, this was the last time he would feel this shame. His father raised the switch. Arnold turned, snatched it from his hand, struck his father on the cheek. A thin line of blood showed. His father’s eyes opened wide, as did his mouth in a loud Oh!

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Haiga

Age of innocence,

the burden of his childhood,

a monochrome life

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Ronovan writes Haiku #141

Once golden tresses

reddened by a single blow

fluttered in the breeze

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Haiga

Daffodil.JPG

Dashing daffodils

replace retiring snowdrops

pastel season shades

 

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Ronovan writes Haiku prompt #140

“A twist of lemon,”

I shout to the bartender,

“your gin is too dry.”

 

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Ronovan writes #139

So where is the King,

on the day I lose my head

he will forgive me

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