This is for Ronovan Writes’s décima challenge this week (shockingly 🙂 ). I started it 2 days ago but only finished it 2 minutes ago.
Ten years ago expansive dreams
Existed for my future plans,
And I believed that my two hands
Could grab them. How wrong that now seems.
In childhood I saw hopes gleam
And thought them gold. But what a shock
When they were pyrite: foolish rock.
Somewhere there still might be a stone
To find, a gem, not one alone —
Maybe next time I take a walk.
Inspired by Ronovan’s haiku prompt for the week, as well as JusJoJan day 7: Caught.
Mom has hopes for her:
Sweet child to grow in greatness,
Not caught nor stunted
Adorable baby girl
Bomb inside her DNA
Day 21 of the Christmas challenge is FUN! This is an easy word to use in a post because the Christmas challenge itself is fun, as are many other prompts and challenges and, to me, almost any sort of creative writing. These haiku that I wrote today for Ronovan Writes overlap with the FUN prompt, making it even more fun. 🙂 I’m also sharing with the Writers’ Pantry.
Children open gifts —
Adults discover solace
Watching kids have fun
All the craziness is worth it (I hope). Shopping hasn’t been as “crazy” as in previous years because I’ve done almost all of it online, but I still need to order one or two things. To a certain extent, I liked shopping in the stores because I could browse and find a good idea for a gift that I wouldn’t have thought of otherwise.
Frenetic prelude —
Open presents, seek solace
Silent night at last!
I wanted to post more than just a haiku today, but this is for FOWC: Nerve and also Ronovan Writes’ haiku prompt for the week, so that is good enough for me. 😅 The title is kind of a joke.
In a world gone mad,
Nervous we might never get
Back to being sane
This décima is for Ronovan’s current challenge, with the word “knock” in one of the A lines.
Open up your constructed box,
Open up your exhausted heart:
God does not want to stay apart,
Jesus stands at the door and knocks.
On the outside there are no locks
Nor even a knob, for Him to turn —
To eat with you He always yearns,
Yet waits for you to let him in.
It’s never too late to begin,
No willing soul He ever spurns.
Today I wrote this décima while sitting in my church. This was the first time I’ve gotten to do that since March, so that was amazing! This is linked with Ronovan’s décima challenge, with “blind” in the C rhyme line.
This is a décima for Ronovan’s challenge this week, and I also included the prompt words for his haiku challenge, Ebb and Flow. Also linked to FOWC: Paradox.
Today I have a décima for Ronovan’s prompt, and I was partially inspired by FOWC: Adept. This might still be rather dark, but at least it is more optimistic than what I posted yesterday! Some of the imagery was inspired by last Sunday’s Gospel reading at Mass. 🙂 Continue reading
For Ronovan’s décima challenge this week, the word is EXHALE. I combined it with the words in the haiku challenge as well.
I’m participating in Ronovan Writes’ haiku challenge this week. Click here for the prompt.
dying roses, gift
from you; love is still blooming —
tears wet dry petals