My heart is a brook,
joyous as a child’s song,
memories like moss
warm my wintry verges –
luminescence from within.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku challenge: brook/ moss; and Eugi’s weekly prompt: luminescent.)
Tag: Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge
ME/CFS
These words illusion
portray vibrancy of life
belie the mundane
wicked exhaustion my truth
drudgery daily routine.
(For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: wicked/ mundane; and BrewNSpew’s prompt: illusion. Forgive me for indulging in a moment of self-pity. Post celebration crash normal. Image from personal collection.)
Growth Is Not Placid
Pastoral placid,
tonic for the soul – beware
stagnation, partake
in daring, honour spirit’s
longing for the wild; grow wings.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: placid/wild; and for BrewNSpew’s prompt: partake. Image from personal collection.)
The Heart Remembers
Memories shift, haze
like grains of sand dispersing –
sentiments heart set.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: haze/sand. Image from personal collection.)
Punishing Winter
Ruthless Winter blows
unceremoniously
intense – leaves a mess.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: mess/intense; and for BrewNSpew’s weekly prompt: ceremony. Image from personal collection.)
Envy’s Folly
Valley envies peak
begrudges fabled riches
ignores present wealth.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: valley/ peak. Also submitting to BrewNSpew’s challenge: fable.)
Ugly Duckling Learns
From Nature, instinct,
intuition – confidence
of nurture derived.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: nature/nurture. Also linking up with BrewNSpew’s weekly challenge: folklore. The Ugly Duckling is a fairytale from my childhood. Image from personal collection.)
Wonderland
Winter winds howl,
icy vapours penetrate,
enchanting season.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: vapour / howl; and BrewNSpew’s Cafe prompt.)
October Walk
Romantic nature
paves the path with gold – river
adds sweet harmony.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: river/ path. Image from personal collection.)
Faulty Vision
Cupped hands gather tears
dreams once clear now misted, gone –
nostalgic ideals.
(Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: water/ smoke. Also for Reena’s Exploration challenge – image featured.)
