Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #293 Drain&Rain

Hope is raining down A torrent of avid fire Draining blues away. Via: https://wp.me/p4y9jb-GFW

The silent knock

The world tells me that I am wrong, Then you will knock on my door softly. Knock,knock,knock! The soft knock, It rustles up a wave in me, Of crests and troughs. I oscillate to and fro, Trying to fathom the flow. I hit a dead end, I rebound back, Not to bend but to transcend,… Continue reading The silent knock

I shall do

Like a sea in tempest, My soul reverberated with plans, Daring and dull, Steering my life's hull. Drifting through untested seas, Enigmatic, Unknown. Taming the tempests, Battling my stars, I surfed ahead in a frenzy untold. A zombie caught in its vicious hold. Weathered and weary, Wanting a respite, All I desired was to stand… Continue reading I shall do

Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 24th, 2020

"Your prompt for JusJoJan January 24th, 2020, is “change.” Use the word “change” any way you’d like" If tomorrow comes, It will be, A harbinger of things new, Ushering in an ardent change, Unearthing a cache of hidden dreams. If tomorrow comes, It will write new stories, Etching the leaves of time, Erasing the tales… Continue reading Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 24th, 2020

Wednesday Workout#1# 2 Jan,2020.

A couch - potato, A life sublime, Contented, Satiated. Holding covetously to what I had, Not striving to no more. Watched the frenzy around, As everyone raced to get ahead, I disdainfully nodded my head. As others won laurels, I was awarded titles, A plethora of names, And the subject of so many memes, And… Continue reading Wednesday Workout#1# 2 Jan,2020.

Celebration and Jubilation….

Decibels of Joy, Unsung verses, A placid symphony, It is that time of year. A surreal white, A burnished cold, That warms your heart, Soothing the anguish, Subduing the rant, It makes you smile. You want to live it each time, For it is that time of year, When love pervades, Amidst jingles of joy,… Continue reading Celebration and Jubilation….

Life’s Hope( An etheree)

Life, A game, Some sixes, And some sevens, On rolling the dice. As you climb the ladders, But to reach where you started. Taming the tempestuous tides, Windy sails tenaciously tethered, As sanguine hope becomes this life's anchor.

Hope(A double etheree)

Light, Vibrant, Spreading love, Now cloistered deep And Melancholic, It Fluttered in fury, Darting at the grey cover, Slipping through tiny crevices, The icicles now with a dull sheen A Suffusion of warmth so radiant. Leaving a fiery trail on dreary grey, The errant ray full of lively spright, A cavalcade of surging hope, Flaunting… Continue reading Hope(A double etheree)