The down on her lips
bristled at the sight of them
they coloured street lights
Her peach lips curled up
her face mask of amazement
her blushing cheeks taut
Her muscles strained locked
moving into position
her body knelt down
Every fiber lit
she tore through blooming flowers
fresh grass met her feet
She watched them fearful
her cheeks aflush from the run
her hair in cascades
They reached out to her
features glowing in the dark
heads covered in fuzz
Reading of the poem:
Ed Sheeran - Bad Habits
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge using the words “peach”, “fuzz” or their synonyms. More on the rules and other poets’ contribution here
Ire burnt in hearts
while the Scots paved a free road
Return to glory
The lights flashed on her
Like a mural painted white
she emerged from night
The wizards combined
potions for resurrection
counting dead eyes’ beat
Midnight’s toll rang still
heavy doors creaked sullenly
lanterns hissed their glare
Glint in pupils lost
bedtime struck at eventide
dark everlasting
November skies bled
a flag flying at half mast
symbol of demise
Reading of the poem:
A figure so slight
a toe out of dainty shoes
Fleeting outlines blurred
A dash of sulphur
sinuous lines on her brow
a frontier defined
Exploring unknown
tuning into the channel
seizing vast landscapes
Limits extended
choice to heed fluttering ribs
Pinnacle of life
Throbbing subsiding
contours of the world fading
move into nothing
On the edge of death
the Queen handed back the heart
setting boundary
Reading of the poem:
Nancy ajram Hassa bik New نانسي عجرم حاسة بيك with english lyrics
Only the question
mattered more than the answer
Twined cause and effect
Common inquiry
A probe into grey matter
Symptom of the quest
Pillars of queries
Symbols of the need to know
A trace of lives lived
Myriads of half-truths
Sign of the times etched in blood
Reality blurred
Picking up the clues
Omen of a time gone by
Skies high in bosom
She survived inquests
Her mind a token of light
A flag flying high
Reading of the poem:
Strings of a Bard (acoustic) - Estas Tonne (2021)
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge using the words question and sign or their synonyms. More on the rules and other poets’ contribution here https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/08/23/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-372-question-and-sign/
She jumped suddenly
from the comfort of the couch
wisps of hair flaring
The couch burst alit
Once an abode of pleasure
it now spouted flames
Her hair gushed red streaks
The warmth at her temples hurled
sinister designs
All contentment gone
her face erupted fury
as eyebrows belched fire
Blankets of water
trickled down path of relief
on flanks that spewed rain
Quiet times restored
her throat emitted strange notes
she regained her poise
Reading of the poem:
Outlook opening
within the mind a sparkle
zest of life’s vigour
Growth of energy
in landscapes of a picture
hanging in my head
Seascapes designs show
outline of an entity
forming from essence
Contours’ perspective
a vision of a being
prospect of morrows
A quick glimpse to view
aspects of the living soul
The look of the heart
The stretch of the sight
A scene of silent beauty
The way of the breath
Reading of the poem:
Dinka - Mute Your Life And Float
Music flooded head
13 November 2020
In the beginning
the rhythm set to basic
primordial human
Melodies renewed
Frontal lobe early signal
of evolution
Healing sounds soothed soul
Leading out of deep caverns
where darkness fought light
It mends in two keys
reconciling opposites
the rift now repaired
Prime numbers plotted
a pathway to fixing scores
for blindness to treat
First light restored sight
Reviving sounds tickled ear
Music flooded head
Reading of the poem:
Bitter happenings
of bleak landscapes of the mind
frozen in the core
Crisp thoughts of morrows
numbing the flow of heartbeats
biting raw of flesh
Icy winds swept fast
through the ebb and flow of time
They spelt love’s decline
Cool winter mornings
Chill of a frosty sunshine
dawned upon our souls
A dip into hope
Drops of wonder cut through doubt
A dive into faith
Your hands are so cold
Warm them upon my bosom
Pray fall into heart
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