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Inner Child

Yes I grow olderBut my inner child lingersWild and untethered Prompted by https://ronovanwrites.com/2023/05/22/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-463-child-and-grow/

Reposting this piece of prose from 2021 in response to “Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – #143 – 5/16/23 – Picturesque.” It all starts with a vigorous walk in the woods. An opportunity to stretch my legs and get my heart and lungs pumping after a prolonged period of sedentary isolation. I divert from my usual routeContinue reading “A Fallen Leader”

Mirror Gazing

Mirror gazing, I am told willEvoke compassion toward the person reflected there;Diminish fear of failure and inadequacy;Illuminate insecurities and release them;Train acceptance through anAttentive mind;Target a deeper understanding of Insight and intuition;Open my mind toNew possibilities. Prompted by dVerse host, Merrill’s “Quadrille: Mirror, Mirror on the Wall” and “W3 Prompt #55: Wea’ve Written Weekly” poetContinue reading “Mirror Gazing”

Secrets Between Them

A perfect marriage? Almost… Just a few idiosyncrasies that marred the otherwise harmonious existence between them. A little coolness at the other’s touch. A snappy retort at the other’s constructive criticism. If only they had disclosed the demons of their past. [Skeletons lurking beneath the surface. Their grins wide and mouths gaping with stories untold.]Continue reading “Secrets Between Them”

A Waterfall of Stars

Light drenches the earth In a waterfall of starsBask in its cascade Prompted by Rebecca’s “May 2023 Poetry Challenge.”

Pathways

Pathways – Winding endlessly.For what purpose?Affording a tedious ramble.Wearisome. Pathways – Promise adventure.Those mysterious avenues;Delivering the invigorating escapade.Thrilling! Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Sadje, prompts us to “write an ‘elfchen’ poem; [e]xtra challenge: write a second elfchen poem, which opposes the first one.”

Treasured Cuddles

Prompted by Sadje’s “What do you see #185.” Image credit: Jenna Hamra, Pexels Treasured cuddles;Sweeten the early morning wakeups;His little hand in mine;Adventurous outings;Squeals of delight.Time passes;Out of boyhood.Ah, well…Mother to a grown man;Relishing the occasional warm embrace.Then arrives his own little boy;Squeals of delight;Adventurous outings;Hand in hand;Sleeping over;Waking me up with treasured cuddles.

Last Wish

A mermaid’s last wish;Feet to explore the landscape;Her flippers transform. Prompted by Ronavon Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge .

Walk Away

Walk away — a feeble attempt to circumvent reality. Your “happy face” surely incongruent with your circumstances. My nod reveals understanding and my empathy is genuine. But, the turbulence you attempt to escape is only compounded by your cowardice. Prompted by Misky at https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/2023/05/02/twiglet-323/.

Building On The Sand

They are building high-rises on the sand, while the powers that be look the other way. Denying that water will take over the land; that a monster storm could develop any day. What do they expect to pass? As their buildings shall not rise as a ship’s hull; Instead they will shatter like fragile glass;Continue reading “Building On The Sand”