20160524 Ha'Sonnet (half sonnet challenge started by another poet)
Have you heard of a writer’s block… I wondered... I thought it was a… Suddenly, I’m taken aback... Inflicted and being attacked! Let’s watch the clock.............…
I could see the lonesome tree. Under draping branches, I did see… Thou held thy straw hat; and waved it for a halt. Thy sweet whisper in my ear
The vomit turned bile the beddings stained soiled repeatedly Sweated profusely followed with chills and pain.
What does inspire you? Is it the thought of someone who suffers from illness, from grief of misfortune, a lost love, a spell?
Today is a new day, but seems like a parody of yesterday’s event. Wait for a moment... for a wake-up call...
by: Imrogue She succumbed to the roughest touc… over and over again... She was aware, but remained still.… overwhelmed with repulsion...
In the hallway, she sat in her cha… as if waiting for someone to ackno… The blank stare and weary look in… manifested long lived years. Her thin lips almost drawn to a sl…
At the blue birdhouse in the yard, mother Chickadee’s on guard atop a dragonfly chime. Awaiting for opportune time— She flies back and forth to her ne…
I dance with Rumi tonight Under the blood moonlight When the earth casts its shadow To the moon above, I rid my sorro… We talk about an ancient lore...
Tip tap tip tap echoed in my sanct… Each day comes extra ordinarily When I swim across the ocean of p… Filled with new lights for words a… Many were in deep melancholy
By: Imrogue The night was still... Bewitched by the magical spell of tender moments together...
Happenstance is the answer to meeting each other. To certain degree, romance is in a… Happiness abound; there's no subst… However, it’s not enough...so, we…
Abominable as it had been Accountable to the nature’s befalling tragedy... All lost and gained... love, joy and peace.
Today, I realized your voice has… Deeper than usual. Isn't that str… When I caught your quirky smile, you walked away; that's not your s… "Let me feel your forehead."
A quick glimpse of him As we passed each other... To the barracks ... questions to be answered. He was tied, no sense to fight.