RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #104 Dazzle&Sky

Monday, and Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge prompt this week… the words Dazzle & Sky!

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image 2016

pet-990365_1920

It’s your time to shine
Dazzle us with your talents
The sky’s the limit

Ritu 2016

sun-483989_1920

In awe of nature
Each day the same yet unique
The heaven’s beauty

Ritu 2016

fireworks-1758_640

Garden in the sky
Fireworks light up the nightscape
Dazzling flowers bloom

Ritu 2016

Images from Pixabay.

TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge – Shadow

TJ has given us Shadow as a prompt, alongside this photo.

Always by my side

Like a Guardian angel

My shadow protects

Ritu 2016

#SoCS July 2/16 – Long

Linda’s prompt for #SoCS this week.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “long.” Use the word “long,” any definition. Enjoy!

SoCS badge 2015

It’s been a long day, no week, actually month, no, sod it, a LONG year, in school!

But has it? Seriously, I can’t quite believe that my first full year of teaching is due to come to an end.

At the beginning, as I got to know the children in my classes, I despaired. There was a class of angels in the morning, and a class of devils post lunchtime!

Literally!

Even my co-teacher said she felt for me, that this first year for me was like a baptism of fire!

I would end each day with my hair all over the place, like I had been dragged backwards through a hedge, and quite possibly, I had been, such were the kids, and their behaviours. This year was going to be LONG!

I had never been one to drink, but I found myself nursing a long drink or a glass of wine on several occasions during the first half of the year.

The first few weeks passed slowly, and in a haze. I was unable to believe the mix of children we had in one classroom, at the same time, and I despaired. The whole team did. This year seemed like it would never end. Most of my staff are older than me by 20 odd years. Full of experience, but at the ends of their tethers, dealing with this particular class. I was worried that I would come in one day, and be confronted by the news that one of them had handed in their notice

That was how bad it was.

It’s better now, marginally, but not perfect. They still aren’t where I would have hoped they would be, but still, it’s nearly time to say goodbye to them, and get ready to greet the new intake.

And now I am sat at the tail end of the year, and I look back, I realise that it wasn’t actually that long, really. In fact, the year has really sped by!

 

The Island #writephoto

Sue’s photo prompt for #writephoto this week.

Wales 314

The Island
Ever since I was little, it fascinated me.
That little glimpse of land.
My daddy pointed it out to me one day, during a walk on the beach near our house.
We would stand there, feet tickled by the ripples as the tide rolled in and out.
“One day Becky, we are going to live there, on that little bit of paradise, away from the world. Just our little family.” We would make all sorts of silly plans for out future on the mysterious island.
Then he announced that he was off on an adventure. He whispered to me that he was going to the island on his little boat, and he was going to stake a claim on it. It was our secret. I even helped him make a flag to fly there, once he arrived.
He promised that when he was back, we would pack our things and sail back there, and make a home for ourselves.
He was gone for days.
Mummy was fine at first, then after the first couple of days, she started to fret. He never went away for this long without telling her in full detail. This time, he had been a little elusive, and just mentioned that he had work. She called friends and family to no avail, and then the police.
In the end, I had to tell her our secret.  That daddy was off exploring, and sailing to the island that we used to see on the horizon.
It was so manic around our house, then they told us they had found a boat, and they believed it was Daddy’s. It was washed up on some rocks, not far from where we would stand and look out at our dream home.
Mummy cried so much. But I couldn’t understand why she was upset. Daddy hadn’t been found. My flag wasn’t in the boat.
It was obvious to me. Daddy had got to the island and was flying my flag there. He was just waiting for us to make our way there.
So now, I still go and stand, feet in the water, gazing out at the speck of land, rising from the horizon. If I look hard enough, I am sure I can see a flag flying.
It won’t be long daddy, I’ll be there soon.  It took a lot of convincing, but mummy finally let me have sailing lessons, and when I get a boat, I’ll sail over to you, so we can make our dream come true…

#writephoto

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #103 Summer&Fun

Monday night, and Ron’s Haiku Challenge. The words this week are Summer & Fun.

I had a great deal with these words! Sorry but due to a headache, I haven’t sorted images out, but I managed to write a few bits!

I thought I would try a few different formats, so here goes! I hope you enjoy!

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image.

Summer Lovin’ –  Traditional Haiku – 5/7/5

Love in the summer

Joy filled heated days and nights

Autumn quenches thirsts

 

Remember When? – Haiku 3/5/3

Summer days

Oh, the fun we had

Memories…

English Summer – A Haibun

Well, how can I write about summer without mentioning our famous English summers! We are lucky enough to get all four seasons in one day here at times, and when it comes to summer, yes, there can be glorious weather, but this year, as with s many others, June has had heat, then the weather has swayed back to thunderstorms, and heavy downpours. Some areas even had hailstones last weekend! So this verse is a tribute to our summers.

Welcome to England

We have a one day summer

Make sure you have fun!

Baby Boom – A Haibun

Do you ever wonder why there is an extreme number of babies born at particular times of the year? Trace back 9 months and check the weather. It was either cold, so there was some interesting methods of body heating going on, or it was the height of summer, and the heat’s aphrodisiac quality hit home!

A Season of heat

Welcomes fun filled siestas

Cue a baby boom!

Tranquility – A Tanka

A hot summers day

Bees flitting from bloom to bloom

Buzzing past my ears

I sit, cocktail in hand

Enjoying tranquility

Life Cycle – a Freku

In the spring of life

You learn

In the summertime

You earn

As autumn comes

You yearn

In the winter

You burn

~

Whichever season

Spring, summer, autumn, winter

Each of them bring joy

 

Well, there you have it… My headache-fueled verses. Please let me know if I should really be in bed, sleeping the headache off, or if I need to endure more pain to create decent verse!

Previous Older Entries Next Newer Entries

My interactive peeps!

  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar
  • Unknown's avatar