She could not hide it
a tell-tale tear moved slowly
to her downturned lips
unsaid I read the meaning
of one sad, simple gesture
Monthly Archives: Sep 2017
portents, the storm is coming #Write photo
Looking to the East
the world waits expectantly
in preparation
dark clouds extinguish the light
borne by the dancing dragon
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Ronovan writes #165 #Haiku Passion and play
Oberammergau,
decennial passion play
Celebrating Christ
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Snack for thought
Originally posted on Rachel Poli: We already talked about the when and why I started writing short stories. But what about you? Pretend you’re back at school and your new English teacher is asking you to write an essay on the first day. (What a jerk, am I right?) Here’s the question: Do you write…
via Why Should You Write Short Stories? — Chris The Story Reading Ape’s Blog
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A glimpse of the future
September morning
once more trees begin to don
a copper mantle
watching as the year unfolds
regret the passing of time
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Colleen’s weekly challenge #49, part the third
Snipers lie in wait,
drones soar high above the sands.
Another ambush
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Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge #49 #Haibun, Soar and wait
Overhead she waits
soaring on her silent wings
while below life fades
I was once the King of the mountain. My voice echoed down the glens and valleys. My brides eagerly awaited my caresses. Now I am alone, a usurper has taken my throne. My strength flows to the ground in a crimson stream. I am weak and all I wish to do is rest. Yet I cannot, I am old and tired. Betrayed by my own four, once sure, feet. The voice of a new champion rings out, incessant, challenging, mocking. It will soon be time.
A meal is waiting
this story can only end
in a lonely death
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Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge #49 Tanka
The balloon soars high
all the waiting is over
up to the heavens
Checking the pressurised suit
ready for freefall descent
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Short stuff
Streaks across the sky
ahead of the crimson tide
a race against time
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Twittering tale #48
Excuse me, I’ve been here ten minutes now, any chance of dropping what you’re doing and serving me,what sort of coffee-shop is this?
137 characters
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When the pen takes control. 