Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows
Loves light calls at night
young heart sneaks in, passions burn
wrong room, fondles mum
Let’s keep it simple shall we.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows
Loves light calls at night
young heart sneaks in, passions burn
wrong room, fondles mum
Let’s keep it simple shall we.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows
Red light lit, his tart
sweet and sultry,warm he glows
She who gave him crabs
Let’s keep it simple shall we.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows
German Aunt insists
“Keep down ze noise and zen you
shall have ze bratwuurst”
I’m sure he chooses these words to test my self restraint.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
geriatric slip
how quick their hips dislocate
like well cooked chickens
life eh….
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
Shy wedding night bride
Red blush , blood flows to extremes
by morning less so
Don’t like it? That’s because it’s true.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way and this week there are two. The second to get the taste of the first out of your mouth.
Body close to hers
warm hands on cold clammy skin
necrophiliac
quick read this
Close the curtains please
late night fridge trip, body shows
need to bleach my eyes
Don’t like it? That’s because it’s true.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
they sing his praises
Peace in the name of their god
and then rape children
Harsh but true. I think it’s about time people stopped using the phrase ‘Child Abuse’ and call it what it is. Child Rape. Yeah, you know who they are…
Haiku challenge using press and touch…
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
Cold winds press my cheeks
icy fingers painting white
earth feels winters touch.
Yeah see and you thought it would be all weird because it was press and touch right. Something along the lines of…
an unwelcomed touch
my name is kevin spacey
“pervert!” say the press
But I am better than that. I am. Honest.
Haiku challenge using ‘Short’ and ‘Sexy’. I feel I may be being set up…
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
hope springs eternal
like magic it inspires
until you give up
Oh lordy that was a bit bleak wasn’t it.
She feels the magic
first impressions electric
and hopes he’s not gay
Hmm no still a bit dour
Walt’s magic kingdom
bringing hope for sick children
a treat before death
Oh I think maybe I should just give up today. There was such potential for merriment and hope and things of beauty.
😉
Haiku challenge using ‘Short’ and ‘Sexy’. I feel I may be being set up…
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
I’ll try to singe them…
Deep subcutaneous burns
Can’t kill crabs with fire.
Haiku challenge using ‘Short’ and ‘Sexy’. I feel I may be being set up…
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
A knock at the door
unexpected guest nightmare
Horror, fake good will
Haiku challenge using ‘Short’ and ‘Sexy’. I feel I may be being set up…
It’s time for another of Ronovan’s haiku challenges.
Slow and sensual
lights dimmed, Kenny G playing
blissful carpet burns
After a couple of days off I think I will just ease back into things with some silly Japanese poetry thingies.
I have learned over time that these are more senryu than haiku, but hey-ho they’re mostly the right syllable count, which is something I guess.
Ron’s haiku challenge
Use ‘Smooth’ and ‘Hand’. I snigger.
So bloody childish.
Smooth silken bonds, tight
Powerless, cedes upper hand
Safe-words: ‘It’s too big!”
Smooth hands tell a tale
Soft as a babies bottom
The world’s worse builder
Think that’ll do don’t you…
I do rather like a good haiku challenge. Gives me something to defile, because I do rather like a jolly good defiling.
2 words. Haiku. Simples.
Spooky chilling ghoul
at night hovers over me
god, put make up on
Spooky spectral fright
whispers in the dead of night
noise under my bed
Spooky tap…tap…tap…
light on cutting through the night
clown at the window
spooky child’s giggles
patter of feet in the night
baby died last year
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #173 Spooky&Night
You know this will be inappropriate, I cannot help myself and I simply can’t deny the base creature that I am…
I can’t ignore a good haiku challenge. It will be uncomfortable going I am sure, but when it comes to inappropriate touching I will inevitably say things that some will not like.
Disciples of Christ
Touching children. It’s not wrong
if no one finds out
breathless lusting touch
is it wrong if it feels right?
cousin got pregnant
He wants to touch you
wrong? No, no – you asked for it.
Rapey old POTUS
Nope…all just a bit too easy.
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #172 Wrong&Touch
You know the drill. Small Japanese poems using the words Lake and Calm. Go!
Two words, endless possibilities.
Lake: Silver and gold
Calm descends at fall of day
a tranquil mirror
or perhaps a Tanka…
Calm I watch the lake
The body is well weighed down
she won’t resurface
Endless possibilities
Best call the insurance folk
What about
boat adrift, calm lake
waves lapping at the shoreline
drunken fishing trip
Maybe a teeny weeny haiku
calm water
at camp crystal lake
Boo Jason
Happy Monday!
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #171 Lake&Calm
Haiku, tanka, what more could u want…
Another week another Ronovan writes Haiku challenge. Haiku, Tanka, Haibun…they’re all options.
I do like these, they allow me to explore the good, the bad and the downright ugly when it comes to my ability to write minuscule Japanese style poems.
Lets start with the 3/5/3 Haiku and do something quite obvious.
Silk on skin
a sweet summer breeze
cooling wind
Now for a right old defiling
Silk against my skin
caressing me as I move
I love the wife’s pants
Okay maybe a Tanka now. Thats the old Haiku with two more lines added on of 7 syllables each because …well why the hell not!
Her skin is like silk
Caressing her, pulse racing
winter frosted breath
Oh wait I’m still wearing gloves
Think she needs a new razor
It’s something I guess. Happy Tuesday!
Haiku, tanka, what more could u want…
Another week another Ronovan writes Haiku challenge. Haiku, Tanka, Haibun…they’re all options.
I do like these, they allow me to explore the good, the bad and the downright ugly when it comes to my ability to write minuscule Japanese style poems.
Lets start with the 3/5/3 Haiku and do something quite obvious.
Oh Sweet blossom
a springtime bouquet
scent divine
Normally I like to defile the haiku and try and make them humorous because they can be such frightfully serious things.
Sweet scent alluring
filling me with a hunger
she smells like sausage
We all like sausage right? Apart from vegetarians obviously. And quite a lot of religious types. Okay, I like sausage.
She smiles sickly sweet
Best friend, her scent alluring
then texts your husband
We all know the type right.
Okay maybe a Tanka. Thats the old Haiku with two more lines added on of 7 syllables each because, let’s be honest, 17 syllables is just not enough sometimes.
Bright summer bee buzz
sweet floral scent delicious
white clouds in blue skies
plaid picnic blankets outstretched
warm sunshine on soft pink skin
It’s something I guess. Happy Thursday!
TJ’s Household Haiku – Earth and Whirlwind
Ronovan’s weekly haiku challenge – Hope and Stay
Let’s start with a haiku or two shall shall we. The rules do let me play with synonyms which I might explore too.
In my heart you’ll stay
you drift into the darkness
hope of afterlife
seems a bit serious..
walked her home tonight
Invited in for coffee
hope she lets me stay
another maybe
husband caught, hope lost
empty promises to change
if you let him stay
All very serious…maybe a Tanka
See Maurice eating
watch him gorge on cheese in bed
eats cake in the night
Where can he get new trousers
ones with the elastic waist
Hmmm….not really feeling it.
These ones we kind of funny if you fancy more