The music flows, it ebbs, then flows
With undulating harmony
Of breezes born across the sea,
Imparting wisdom as it goes.
It sings the truth all nature knows:
That whether we succeed or fail,
We must, with in- and full exhale,
Be open to the fresh and new,
A clear perception, wider view.
And ride the tides of life we sail!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 30: (EXHALE) in the C rhyme line.
Fragile icicles
Hanging from cold, unseen hands
Fall in shattered light
—
Written in response to
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 330 COLD & Fall
Planets, galaxies,
Stars and beings–each known by
Universal Mind!
—
Written for
Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille: Universe
Grasses wet with dew
Nurtured seeds to flowers bloom
Nature’s Love takes form
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 329 BLOOM & Wet
In folly frenzy finds us caught
When running races we are off
With dashed decisions’ desperate calls
Inviting us to folly’s halls.
By taking tests and testing time,
We rest in rhythm’s reasoned rhyme.
With Nature’s knowing we are fed
By bearing boldly, being blessed!
When frenzy’s folly faces fate,
We wait on wisdom’s choice to make!
—
My response to
DVerse Poetics: Folly.
Pronounced “Sheebeg, Sheemore,” this Irish folk tune is often attributed to Turlough O’Carolan. “Sí” means “fairy mound.” “Sí Bheag” and “Sí Mhór” are two hills in Ireland’s County Leitrim, said to be ancient burial sites.
This is a beautiful piece, whether played as an air or a waltz–as it is here, and I hope you enjoy it on zither!
Music draws me closer,
Like a moth to a flame.
I enter velvet sound
And sigh with inner peace.
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Written for #Threethingschallenge #398 at
Pensitivity101!
Leaves drifting from trees
Light reflects, receeds, renews
Rainbow colors fall.
Rainbow colors Fall
Orange, red, browns darkening
Nature calls for change.
Nature calls for change
Within our bodies ringing
Tides that ebb and flow.
Tides of ebb and flow
Earth and sky and sea respond
As below, above.
—
A Shi Rensa Haiku,
Developed by Ronovan,
written in response to
Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille: Colors.
We know the things we shouldn’t do,
But often we refuse to wait.
We’re causing karma, tempting fate
With consequences. That’s the truth.
Yet we’re not lost, and we’re not through!
The soul within us always lasts
In present’s future, leaving past.
We’re living out the ebb and flow
That Nature-God already knows,
By choice becoming what we ask!
—
A Decima for this week’s challenge:
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 28 (FATE) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.
Expectant harvest–
Wheat! Dust and weeds? Some good lives
In each particle.
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A Haiku for Ronovan’s challenge of
Dust and Weed.
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