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Is It Time?

Brush the crumbs from your surly face

Wipe the sweat from your brow

Tear the bands of disgrace

Is it time to say good-bye?
Wash your hands filled with regret

Stain the sheets back to white

One less moment to be discreet

Is it time to say good-bye?
Release my hand before you go

Tell the loved ones your surprise

Herald out to all those you know

If you think it’s time to say good-bye
I will stand here in the sand

Watching time tick by

Fading bit by bit as each day  washes away

Wishing I had the strength to say good-bye
As we sit and share this last meal

Heating ourselves on loves’ dying embers 

Memories locked on our current world of fantasy

As we both finally say good-bye

There are shadows on the shore

I’m sure you all know which photo illustrates this short poem. I don’t have the heart to reproduce it again. There are shadows on the shore, Of children who will never play, Building castles in the sand, Never slip off new shoes And run barefoot through the surf. They lie in their last sleep, Still […]


Extract from My Poetry Book

At the edge of our memories and just within sight
Our dreams hover like butterflies on a hazy day
Each step you take to get closer, within reach of the light
These butterflies just dance away.
I watch as each dream flies so slight, playing with the wind and my hair
I see a gun pointed and a shot ring out
Another dream has died in that way.

Push forward you are told and your dreams will come true
Who lied and gave us a false path?
For as you push forward in the future, along tags your past
You will find you’re stuck in the same place.
A stagnant pool that simmers and sighs,
Watching the butterflies dance above it.
You can wait and cry, but it will not change anything.
That is the way life will always stay.

I sit in my play pool, watching the water splash;
The butterflies are still dancing.
But this time I have the gun so hopefully I’ve won
Because I’ve shot three butterflies today!
By the end of the week I will be really weak
But hey, it’s worth the pay
For I will have nothing more to hope for
With all the butterflies gone away.

There goes one dream and yet another, each for every day.
Sigh if you must; it’s a waste of breath really.
They don’t turn around to see you crying.
Smile as each one goes, you never know
They might come back someday.

I Pretend

I pretend.
Pretending that I’m human again
Pretending that you’re still my friend
That you haven’t set me free.
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RonovanWrites Weekly #Haiku Prompt Challenge #15

Promise and Gift

Promises broken
Life strands severed by kindness
Forgiveness a gift

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Picture from thomasvan.com

Our True Selves

We all hide behind those pretty smiles
Hidden tombs of depravation
Glazed behind the sweet looks

Manacles of conversation holding the craziness within
Dilated pupils reflecting innocence
Whilst the diabolical lurks beneath the shallow surface

Watch the smiles around you the next time you’re out
Feel the pull of skin around your own mouth
Responding to the fake nuptials of communication

Maybe we recognise the desperation…maybe we want to ignore it
Maybe, just maybe…
Those that don’t smile back, are actually honest!

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I love Sting and his song, When We Dance, is still in my top list of best songs ever!

I’ve just written a chorus poem as I haven’t had inspiration to write this week. Hope you like it.

Shifting stances, dancing words
Face misfortune in our fears
Sharing sadness, holding joy
Questioning love as just a ploy.

Blustery Monday

It’s been blowing,
It’s been cold.
Some were happy
Some felt old.

To make you happy
Since you’re my friend,
I found a ditty
A smile to send.


Picture borrowed from http://www.stokesentinel.co.uk

Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge No. 9

Fluffy and Rainbow

Stuffed full of sweetness
Fluffy wisps of bright pink clouds
Rainbow candy floss



Burning for you
My mouth is dry
Wanting you more than sanity
To quench my thirst.

I want to reach for you
The temptation to pull apart
The delicate fragments of life itself
Just to have you.

Open up, just a little
Give me respite from this thirst
Even a drop will be agony
But a pleasure all the same.

My eyes follow you
Tongue driven to run over dry lips
Visions of drinking you dry
Leave me panting.

At last I’m close enough to touch you
Fondling every inch of your coolness
Throwing my head back in abandon
As I drink every last drop.

Always Coca-Cola!

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