Monthly Archives: July 2017

Ronovan writes #160 #Haiku

The guilty party

enjoys breakfast on the day

of execution

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Thursday photo prompt-sails- #writephoto

Motionless I stand

till my limbs dance in the breeze

reflecting the sun

from the offerings they bring

their daily bread I provide


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A Short Analysis of Tennyson’s ‘Crossing the Bar’

An oft-used poem when telling the sad news that a member of the Great Brotherhood known as the Royal Navy has passed away, very apt,very moving.

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A summary of a classic late poem

‘Crossing the Bar’ was one of Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s last poems, composed in 1889, just three years before the end of a long life and prolific career. (He would be UK Poet Laureate for 42 years in total, a record still unsurpassed.) Given its elegiac tone, ‘Crossing the Bar’ has often been analysed or interpreted as Tennyson’s elegy for himself: it describes his anticipation of the ‘crossing’ he must make from life to death.

Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

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Writespiration #124 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 29 The writing on the wall.

Did you see that?


There, when we turned.

No, what, anyway you should be reading the map.

I don’t like maps. Do you have to drive so fast?

I told you, we’re late. Shit! what is that?

Oh God!. Aaaagh!

I’m sorry Jane it just appeared.

Well, it did say, “Landslide ahead!”



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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #158 Pink&Shell (2)



uncaring of time

grains of pink sand form the pearl

in the oyster shell


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Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt – #writephoto messenger

The raven

They bow their heads, avert their eyes

as over the fields and houses I fly

my master’s messages I deliver

down below they point and whisper

asking why from his castle high above

he sends a Raven, not a dove






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Ronovan writes #158

Sipping pink champagne

as I whispered sweet nothings

in her shell-like ear

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Twittering tales #41

Well! the only good thing I can say for this downpour is, it should start to wash away the radiation before news of the leak gets out. 134 characters.


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Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge Calm & Wild



The sea appears calm,

wild feeding frenzy below

life and death drama




Mother lies calmly

tolerant of the wild squeals

of her hungry young

I admire her expression,

her eyes closed, she gently snores



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I reach up to the heavy, wrought-iron latch and and pull down slowly. Resting my shoulder against the dark-timbered door it swings slowly inward. I stumble in and almost fall over the rounded footworn edge of the granite threshold. To my left a wooden settle where I flop, water dripping from my sodden clothing. A feeling of calm pervades after the wild rush of the storm raging outside.

polished brown benches,

tall curving, whitewashed columns

give sanctuary



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Ronovan writes #158 weekly haiku

The blue velvet shell

turns pink in his agony

as the lobster boils


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