Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – Blew/Skies 
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Gentle Zephyr blew
Wispy clouds dissipated
Blue skies straight ahead
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Aug24
Category Archives: POETRY
May25
Dried Out
Dried Out
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Desiccated mummy meat
Doesn’t matter if you heat
It mostly, mainly tastes like feet
Never ever will it meet …
My expectations
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note ~ this poem comes about because of a microwave dinner (stir fried chicken & rice). I’ve tried it a few times, as it looks good, but the little chunks of chicken are really bad & dried out even though I follow the directions. So I call it desiccated mummy meat. Oh, and I don’t buy it any more!
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May24
Green Sky
Green Sky
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photo from Pixabay
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Greenish clouds cry in dismay
Fortune smiles no longer
Seeking sun’s solace
Healing rays absolve
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May16
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – King/Queen
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – King/Queen
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King snake and Queen bee
Learn to live in harmony
Must learn from nature
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Mar15
Shack
Shack
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My photo of an old wooden ranch cabin at the Ranching Heritage Center here in town.
old wooden door on a log cabin
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Duct tape, dirt, and termite chewings
Hold home and hearth together
If you look cross-eyed and blow real hard
You can knock it down with a feather
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Mar12
Blitz Trip – SOCS – Trip
Blitz Trip – SOCS – Trip 
https://lindaghill.com/2022/03/11/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-12-2022/
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “trip.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
Happy Saturday! Thanks, Linda! 🙂
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The prompt is ‘trip’, and I’ve taken many trips. We’ve traveled lots of places overseas, and in the states. I’ve also taken many a trip when I fall down. Those kind of trips are not fun at all.
Here’s a different kind of trip – a Blitz poem I wrote back in 2015, that trips stream of consciousness style from words and phrases and associations. It’s all done freestyle as you type/write whatever you think of as fast as you can. The title of the poem is always a mystery since it is not revealed until the end. This one is ‘Trip Into Trouble’. It’s lots of fun.
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~ BLITZ POEM ~
TRIP INTO TROUBLE
Take a number
Take a trip
Trip and fall
Trip and flip
Flip and fold
Flip a coin
Coin a phrase
Coin of copper
Copper and gold
Copper and bronze
Bronze a statue
Bronze age
Age of reason
Age of Aquarius
Aquarius rising
Aquarius sign
Sign of the times
Sign out
Out of sight
Out of mind
Mind your manners
Mind over matter
Matter of time
Matter of fact
Fact or fiction
Fact of life
Life or death
Life on the edge
Edge of insanity
Edge of reason
Reason for doubt
Reason for the season
Season of change
Season the food
Food for thought
Food and drink
Drink and eat
Drink and be merry
Merry maids
Merry go round
Round and about
Round the world
World of wonder
World with no end
End of an era
End of time
Time and trouble
Time of our life
Life
Trouble
TRIP INTO TROUBLE
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Mar9
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – Feather & Whisper
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – Feather & Whisper 
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Feather & Whisper
Feather from above
Floating whisper from Heaven
Thinking of you, Love
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Mar5
Way to Go, Little Bobcat – SOCS
Way to Go, Little Bobcat – SOCS 
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Bobcat Bobcat
sitting on a slant
digging deep holes
disturbing all the ants
Bobcat Bobcat
digging in the alley way
digging in the street
digging so easily, looks like play
Bobcat Bobcat
Laying fiber-optics cable
Nifty little Bobcat
And driver very able
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Just a little poem for what’s been happening in our neighborhood lately. The past few weeks there has been all kinds of machinery and workers digging holes with excavators in the alleys and street corners. My Mr. went and asked them what it was for. They said they were laying cables in this whole area for fiber-optics network.
Lots of strange looking trucks and equipment, and huge spools of orange cable they thread through the holes they dig. Some trucks are orange, some are white, some are huge!! I like the one that is smaller and has the brand name Bobcat painted on it. It’s been fun watching them work.
Way to Go! 🙂
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https://lindaghill.com/2022/03/04/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-5-2022/
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Nov9
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – Hours/Crowds
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge – Hours/Crowds
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Long hours of time
Annoying crowds push and shove
Holiday shopping
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Oct28
Halloween Countdown # 28 – Carve
Halloween Countdown # 28 – Carve 
https://toy.photography/2021/10/28/tourmaline-s-halloween-challenge-carve/
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Here are some of my grand-kid’s carved pumpkin jack-o-lanterns
And these two were from my daughter’s photos at the local arboretum. A large sunflower cut-out, and a green painted alien face.
A Halloween Poem I wrote in 2015
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A BALLAD FOR JACK
Out in the garden, way in the back,
A tangle of vines did grow.
There was a secret, hidden away,
For only me to know.
I watered and tended this special vine,
And, day by day it grew.
Soon, it revealed an orange orb…
I was the only one who knew.
I was so happy, I talked to it…
In fact, I named him Jack.
He grew up big and strong, that gourd…
I think he liked me back.
Then as the days grew cooler yet,
And, the sun was feeling dim,
I wanted Jack to stay with me,
But, it was time to part from him.
And, so it came, that sad, sad day…
Jack said it would be fine…
I took my knife and severed him…
I cut him from the vine.
I cried a river, but through my tears,
Jack looked at me and smiled…
He said to carve a great big grin,
For every little child.
And, so I did, I carved a face
For Jack’s big orange head.
Now, every Halloween night that comes,
Jack’s eyes shine bright, instead.
An orange pumpkin I carved into a jack-o-lantern wearing a pirate hat
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