Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 17

 

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Monks once prayed here, and here they did dwell –
But it’s been redecorated by youths, as you can tell –
One thing both groups share in common – a night in a cell

Three Line Tales, Week 194 17 October 19

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Trick or Treat: A Haiku

Costumed on doorstep
Tasty Indulgence given
No magic required

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday: Spell & Treat (synonyms) 22 Oct 19

Autumn Beach

Autumn Beech – orange
Autumn Beach – sea icy blue
Grey – October Sky

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, October 23rd 2019, autumn beach

Padre

Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 16

 

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Of simple things,
Joy – delight,
And not an electric screen in sight!

Three Line Tales, Week 191 SEPTEMBER 26, 2019

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Cleansing Rain Ceases
A Bright Bow Across The Sky
Renewal Begins

Three Line Tales, Week 192 3 October 19

 

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Soul\     /mate
The term   \/ seems trite
Yet it captures all that
is within the heart –
One mind and spirit
That even in death
We shall not
Part

Written 3 Oct 19

A place of sweet refuge
A realm of welcome rest
Far from any risk or danger
Or toiling quest
A haven from life’s worst excesses
Just a world of calm, without distresses

Weekend Writing Prompt #126 – Haven 5 Oct 2019

 

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Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 15

Dark pressure building
Weighing down upon the soul
Feeling low – Sadness

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, September 11th 2019, sadness

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To exchange,

To barter, to trade,

Tis how fortunes are made

Weekend Writing Prompt #124 – Barter

 

Day and Night Even
Balancing Time Yearly Twice
Autumn’s Turn Has Come

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, September 25th 2019, autumn equinox

Padre

 

Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 14

 

Cascading Waters
Nature’s Power Manifest
Mighty Pool-wards Plunge

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, August 28th 2019, waterfall

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“Take only that which is freely given,” the precept’s clear you see.

So we may be here for quite a while,

Till someone brings us tea.

Three Line Tales, Week 187 29 Aug 19

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She waits impatiently
The breeze fresh upon her brow
When shall her love return?
She craves caresses even now.

Inspiration Call: Micropoetry Monday 9 Sep 19

Padre

 

 

Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 13

Padre – the chaplain

Observant through life rambles

Enlightening flock

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, August 14th 2019

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Peace, like glass panes broken. All hope decayed
A whole world now frightened – dismayed
With the launch codes now displayed

Three Line Tales, Week 185  15 Aug 19

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“Little one, you seem so small, But of fear there is no need.
On my back you hold the rein, and I will take your lead.”
And thus encouraged – to saddle she went, mounting the noble steed.

Three Line Tales, Week 186 22 Aug 19

 

Vintage wine – vintage cars

Things improved with age

Why then when you say “a vintage wife”

She responds with outright rage?

Weekend Writing Prompt #120 – Vintage 24 Aug 19

 

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Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 12

 

Honeysuckle Memories

A green vine climbing –  

Pulled pistils’ nectar sweet – 

Taste of summer treat

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, July 31st 2019

 

The Clouds of Childhood

Dragons and tigers

Drifting images overhead

Imagination

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, July 31st 2019

 

Daisies in the Breeze

Daisies blow in breeze
Chamomile infusion
Upon the hilltop

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, August 7th 2019, daisies

 

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A monotone world can be so drab
But a splash of colour
Can make it fab!

Three Line Tales, Week 184 8 August 19

 

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Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 11

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“One small step,” so he said, then left footprints many,
Mankind’s excesses are thus displayed,
We take, we use, discard, and waste; claiming we have plenty.

Three Line Tales, Week 181 18 July 19

 

Chills felt upon spines –

Trembling apprehension for

Shadows on the wall

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, July 24th 2019, shadows on the wall

 

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The twilight time for the Elven folk of lore
Like the browning of summer’s fields – autumnal
So too the guardians of the secrets of yore

Three Line Tales, Week 182 25 July 19

 

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A film upon a garden pond, tadpoles soon to bring
A film upon the silver screen, drawing all to its sheen
A film upon my eyes, aging, obscuring all I’ve seen

TLT Throwback – Year 3: Thirty: Film 25 July 19

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Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 10

Summer Solstice at Stonehenge (UK)

Dawn kissing the earth
Awake not a chance to sleep
So short is the night

Heeding Haiku: “summer solstice” 19 June 19

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The mists rise before the keep,
Obscuring the surface of the moat so deep,
But in this refuge, the villagers safely sleep.

Three Line Tales, Week 179  4 July 19

In fellowship bound,
In friendship and purpose tied,
“Family” always

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, July 10th 2019, friendship

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The staves are drawn out by the lead four
But it takes some real flying
To add the notes to the score

Three Line Tales, Week 180 11 July 19

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Cratered vent which spewed destruction into the night
Now filled with calm placid waters – so free of strife
Bringing hope of renewed life

TLT Throwback: Pool 11 July 19

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Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 9

 

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They say for orange there is no rhyme
But she was dressed in yellow
So that’s just fine

Three Line Tales, Week 177  20 June 19

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Summer’s costume
Bedecked in colour
Dressed in petaled bloom

TLT Throwback   21 June 19

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When “sick” means it’s something you enjoy
And “bad” is a phrase of adulation
Something’s up in the English tongue
When it needs its own translation.

Inspired by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt 22 June 19

Flamingo ring, boats by its side
Its Inflatable joy
Awaits the tide

Three Line Tales  27 June 19

 

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Life was simple then;
So carefree,
There aren’t many worries,
When you’re only three

Weekend Writing Prompt #112 – Carefree  29 June 19

 

Padre

 

Miscellaneous Prompted Micro Poems 8

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Please take me to a time of simpler things,
The ‘Good Old Days,” when cars had wings,
Of poodle skirts and “Friendship Rings.”

Three Line Tales, Week 175  6 June 2019

Midnight moon over –

Sleeping city dark and cold –

‘Til the coming dawn

Haunted Wordsmith Prompt: Haiku 7 June 19

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As in days of yore –  bows do bend –
Today aimed towards bails of hay –
And not at armoured men.

Three Line Tales, Week 176  13 June 19

 

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Here I stand, not moving left or right –
Not sure whether to stand or run –
To follow fight or flight.

TLT Throwback – Year 3: Twenty-four   14 June 19

He was rattled and swirled
The world spinning and blurred
It’s not easy to be an olive
In a swizzled martini

Goodreads Prompt: Rattled 17 June 19

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