Smiling as we pass
a veiled conflict roars inside
a broken old man
Inspired by this week’s haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes.
the warmth of a friend
embracing through the swings life
erodes her shiver
Inspired by Ronovan Writes weekly haiku challenge.
tears played mourning song
the tomb quiet, still- empty
daybreak showers joy
Inspired by the prompt from Ronovan Writes for his weekly challenge.
dense fog slowly lifts
as the warm sun shines brightly
purpose is revealed
Inspired by the weekly prompt from Ronovan Writes.
Inspired by thoughts of the impending change of seasons and the prompt words this week from Ronovan.
static in the damp night air
raindrops – puddles dance
For various and sundry reasons, I’ve not been in a writing/blogging frame-of-mind recently. Though generally I really enjoy writing and it usually makes me feel better, I’ve just not been in the zone – or even near the zone – lately. But today I’m feeling it a bit; and I miss participating and reading the many posts I usually do so I’m going to try to steal a few quality minutes today.
This week our host, Ronovan, brings us two new prompt words – tight and warm – that inspired this new haiku.
winter chill abounds
wrapped tight and warm protected
Spring brings butterflies
Ah, how I look forward to the change alluded to in this haiku! As many of you know, winter is not my favorite season! But Spring, that whole different story!
Have a blessed week all 🙂
Well, I I might be technically late this week since it’s after midnight now and I just realized I’ve not posted a haiku for Ronovan’s weekly challenge. But late or not here it goes!
Tonight I attended my daughter and son in law’s gender reveal party, something totally new to me. Basically the family (and they) found out the sex of their baby tonight; it’s their first child and our second grandchild.
My daughter is the best daughter a dad could hope for, bar none. Her birthday is in July, as is her due date, so this was inspired by her and the son she’s carrying.
a dazzling gemstone
sparkling amidst the sunshine
flaming red ruby
Reading the prompt words for this week’s haiku challenge offered up by our friend Ronovan, child and star, I was immediately taken back in time, to a simpler time in my life: my childhood.
laying on warm grass
gazing at stars far above
cloaked in childlike awe
I can remember warm, humid summer evenings spent exhausted, laying on the lawn, looking at the stars so far away but so bright. I remember thinking about how beautiful they were in the patterns we have “made up” for them. My dad was stationed on the USS Orion when he was on active duty so I could easily identify this constellation from a young ago. To this day I still find myself looking for Orion in the sky – and thinking about Dad.
Even at that young age, pre-teen, I imagined how God might have hung them as is described in the account of the Creation in the first chapter of the book of Genesis. I still do that, too. But these days I do it from the comfort of a chair (I’d never get myself up off the ground! LOL), often while sipping on my pipe.
“Then God said, “Let lights appear in the sky to separate the day from the night. Let them be signs to mark the seasons, days, and years. Let these lights in the sky shine down on the earth.” And that is what happened. God made two great lights—the larger one to govern the day, and the smaller one to govern the night. He also made the stars. God set these lights in the sky to light the earth,
And evening passed and morning came, marking the fourth day.”