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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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Weekly short

pale as the sunrise

through the mists of Avalon

Arthur’s memory

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Tanka thunder

A hint of darkness

in the high-rise sun-bleached cloud

Summer storm threatens.

Once still, the green leaves tremble

in shy anticipation 

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Weekly short

Fairy lights

Relecting the sun

the dappled shadows shimmer

through summer clad trees

and chart the lazy zephyr

in the sultry warming air

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Ronovan writes #156 Haiku

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The restless ocean’s

seductive, flowing body

girdled by the shore

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TJ’s household haiku challenge #15

Meg had just one dream

to dance around the nine stones

and now there are ten

 

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WRITESPIRATION #117 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 21

roomThe room was cleared. They had not bothered to replace the boards. Despite all efforts no cause for the mysterious tapping could be found. Some just thought it was mice, others beetles helping the slow process of decay. But I know different, trapped within these walls but with no voice to tell.

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Colleen weekly #Poetry challenge #39 part the second

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Tanka

the mirror reflects

the dark thoughts harboured within

the eyes of the beast

yet no reflection is seen

unless the dark Lord allows

 

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Colleen weekly #Poetry challenge #39

Haiku

A mirror would not

harbour major surprises

for those who were blind

 

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Ronovan writes #155

all that remains

when the flame of love burns low

are embers and ash

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