When life seems empty
a dog’s love can fill the void
language without words
Category Archives: Self compositions
#SoCS Sept 16 2023
“Run Forrest!” the cry rings out, whether it be in his head or from some outside entity, the instinct for survival is strong. It is oft repeated in many different contexts and releases a myriad of emotions in the observer. What a gem of a line that even without repetition will come back to make you yourself say, “Run Forrest run,”
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #253
A flying rat perched up in a tree
successful though these birds may be
the farmer hoping for good yields
is often thwarted in his fields
when ripened crops or freshly sown
are shorn by these as if new mown
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Dies Natalis
Born this day
11-9-1700 James Thompson Scottish poet who penned, “Rule Britannia,” also in 1885 D.H. Lawrence, writer on human sexuality and social conditions in most notably, “Sons and lovers and Lady Chatterley’s lover,“ a book banned when it first appeared.
12-9-1907 Louis MacNiece, Irish poet and broadcaster, a member of the Oxford group which included Auden, Day Lewis and Spender.
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Ronovan writes #Haiku weekly prompt #479
If the lights go out
then it might just be the trip
a shot in the dark
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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #328 #Can you remember?
Between nineteen sixty and about eighty three
when the record store was the place to be
Hallmark in blue was the label sought
as to save a bit of cash their records bought
for instead of buying each band’s latest hit
they were there all together on one disc
about twenty songs on each were found
and you sang along as it went round
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #252 #Unrequited love
Trying to do everything right
I took my fiancé up for a flight
I asked her the question down on one knee
and the ungrateful cow said to me
No but the pilot’s a bit of alright
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Evensong
So finely balanced,
the setting sun,
the robin’s song,
streaks and breast
locked in combat
in dark shadows
the neon lights eclipse
their bold display
so familiar
so ignored
Filed under nature inspired, Self compositions
Ronovan writes #Haiku poetry prompt #478
Top down and cruisin’
in my little red corvette
American dreams
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