….this week’s words from Ronovan are style and fresh
The Bitter Truth
Her own reflection
confirmed her need for a fresh
up-to-date hair style
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But what style would bring
a smile to her aging face?
A fresh youthful look?
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Or does one forgo
the fresh style of youth for a
short practical cut?
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Does a modern style
mock her attempt to slow down,
to look fresh again?
….this week’s prompts from Ronovan Writes are stag and noise
The Young Groom’s Dilemma
Noises from within
Hammered against his temples
Last night’s stag replayed
Rutting
The stag raised his head
declaring his win loudly
His noise heard for miles
…..thanks Ronovan for this weeks prompts
Tears and Wine
She looks at his glass
Only drops of wine remain
Her tears flow freely
#2
Rage tears through her core
The wine unleashes a fury
of raw emotions
….Ronovan has given us the prompts ‘gain and hound’ for this week’s challenge
No Pain, No Gain
My fitness tracker
hounds me daily to walk more
for modest health gains
….thank you Ronovan for this week’s prompts ‘sweet and foul’
Marigolds
Sweet marigolds bloom
To the eyes pretty to see
But foul to the nose
…..thank you Ronovan for this week’s prompts ‘day and beast’
Simple Joy
The beast from within
is curtailed by the child’s laugh
Stilled for one more day
……thank you Ronovan for this weeks prompts
New Glasses
She no longer strayed
her vision became clearer
sharp and focused sight
Lost
Bringing the object
into focus brought to light
the cold lonely stray
….this week’s Carpe Diem prompt is based on Hallowe’en
Orange Fields
Orange pumpkins wait
Jack-o-lanterns, pumpkin pie
What will be their fate?
Lights glow from within
Through hollow eyes, sawed off teeth
Welcoming children
Big ones, little ones
Choosing is so difficult
Will it be one, two….?
Amber Delight
The colour infuses
the freshly boiled water
rich amber nectar
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Sighs of instant joy
the tension vanishes with
the first sip of tea
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Tea leaves swirl about
in the hot bath, as steam rises
eager guests await
Chèvre Feuille from Carpe Diem invites you to join him in creating your own Haiku poem about tea.
…..first you see it, well what’s left of it
…..and then little by little over the next four hours it starts to come down
….until nothing is left but a bit of saw dust
….and now my view has completely changed
Thirty five years ago
you were barely three feet high
You grew wide and tall
Your lower branches spread across the lawn
and encroached on the neighbour’s roof
trimming was a necessity but you continued to grow
until you shot above our two story house
You were home to birds, squirrels and racoons
You provided shade and nourished the soil
I cursed your shedding needles but
you always stayed green season after season
Your demise was swift, we barely saw it coming
Sun shines where before you provided shade
and our view is forever changed
Farewell dear tree
Mama Cormier 