Monday Musings# Nov 18

Leftovers of yesterday, Simmering in today's broth, That we relish tomorrow.

RonovanWrites# Weekly# Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge# 262 Ripple & Wind

A ripple of thought, A wind of fiery desire, Fired her to soar high. Via:

A Haze

A dark haze, Clouds of vicious smoke, Spiralling, Waltzing to an ominous tango, Clawing its fangs deep down, Scavenging into a tormented soul. The mystic soul, Lost, Bewildered, Hurt, It wails. Seeking solace, Searching for a beacon bright, That would lighten up , Those dreary paths. Fallen into a dark abyss, It trudges along wearily,… Continue reading A Haze

Change the world.

It arose ( a double haiku)

Buried under sands, That were dreary and wind blown A jewelled hand springs. Distant blue its own, Deluged by the sandy surf, It still stayed afloat. .

As dreams come true

Bloom to be beautiful