I knew a girl whose name was Kate
she used to stand by her garden gate,
she would flash her thighs
when the boys passed by
perhaps that’s why she suddenly put on weight
Monthly Archives: Jun 2019
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #32
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, June 19th 2019, summer solstice
The portal opens
released, golden dawn is freed
her bounty granted
Filed under As you read it, faith, Haiku, nature inspired, Old knowledge, Seasons, Self compositions
COLLEEN’S 2019 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 132 #SYNONYMSONLY Influence & Perception
Fingers on the glass
without any persuasion
can provide insight,
with ambiguous answers
to all the sitter’s questions
Filed under As you read it, faith, No offence intended, Otherworldly, Self compositions, Tanka
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #258 Favor&Detest
I ask one favour
and you detest me for it
ficklety of friends
Filed under Haiku, Self compositions
Spotlight on the Heavens
Illuminated,
the lofty, granite spires rise
atop piety,
remaining just a shadow
of the splendour that awaits.
Filed under Christian, faith, Photographic, Self compositions, Tanka
Colleen’s 2019 WeeklyTanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 131 SynonymsOnly Beginning & Consume.
On the horizon
thick dark clouds start to gather
over the pinewoods
fire that swallows the forest
helping regrowth and rebirth
Filed under Factual, nature inspired, Self compositions, Tanka
CCC #31 ~A sea shanty
Of all the boats that ply the seas,
the dinghy is the one for me
for even if your engine fails
there’s always time to set the sails
but if the wind blows you offshore,
stick in the row locks and man the oars
with a little work eventually
you can still be home in time for tea.
Filed under Comic verse, Self compositions, Whimsical
I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #23
PBS
Fertile Earth mother
mankind nourished in my womb
through the sands of time
Filed under faith, Haiku, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
50 wordThursdays #23 #Homage to danger
Before me, my destiny. Ahead, the colonnade, bestrewn with offerings of the lucky few. I stood, decorated crystal vase in hand. Within, a host of freesias and orchids, their delicate hues and subtle fragrance assailed my eyes and ears. To my left stood former suitors to the Demi-goddess within. Medusa.
Filed under Alternative history, faith, Flash fiction, Inspired by fable, Self compositions
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, June 5th 2019, rainbow
The grail quest anew
posing as the pot of gold
in search eternal
When the pen takes control. 