Sweet were her kisses
with betrayal in her heart
lies behind a smile
Ronovan writes #Haiku #254 Sweet and heart
Filed under As you read it, Factual, Haiku, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
Thursday photo prompt #Wicker #writephoto
In the field there danced three witches
no bones nor flesh just willow switches,
holding hands they whirled around
though their feet never left the ground,
while all who watched were filled with glee
laughing at their transparency
nothing to worry us here they said
one good fire and the witch is dead.
Filed under Comic verse, Inspired by fable, Old knowledge, Self compositions, Whimsical
Carpe Diem #1665 Tan Renga – “Miscanthus bud”
another year is gone
a traveler’s shade on my head,
straw sandals at my feet
Bashō
moments, like a passing breeze
served as tutor for my soul
Filed under As you read it, faith, Old knowledge, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge #19
artist unattributed
Her arms held aloft
celebrating her breakthrough.
the glass ceiling smashed.
Filed under Alternative history, As you read it, Haiku, Self compositions
MLMM photo challenge #263
photo – Christo Dagorov
This gives a whole new meaning to having chapped lips.
Filed under Self compositions, Whimsical
Heart
Simply put but oh. so true.
When one feels good or when misunderstood
The heart cries more than the eyes ever could!
Filed under Uncategorized
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, May 15th 2019, Mountain sunrise
Together we watch
sunrise over the mountain,
our world is brightened
Filed under From the heart, Haiku, nature inspired, On the lines of romance
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #27
A silly young girl from Lynton
took a stroll across the meadow for fun
but her shorts were miniscule,
she took off her blouse to keep cool
now she has bites where she’d rather have none
Filed under Comic verse, Limerick, nature inspired, Self compositions, Whimsical
Thursday photo prompt: Rooted #writephoto #Tanka
Clad in matching tones
lovers fixed in cold embrace
their limbs entwined.
Shy beneath their parasol
whispering with the wind.
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #253 Slip&Tip
I saw the pail tip
yet still it caused me to slip,
pride before a fall
