We Have Both Survived,
And So A New Day Shines Forth.
The Future Is Safe…
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Senryu: Mind Control
Smartphones May Control
Humans In The Near Future.
We Do As They Say…
Prompt:
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #240 Do&Say
Haiku: Blade
Read the prequels here:
Part 1 – Haiku: Trapped
Part 2 – HAIKU: RED SNOWFALL
Part 3 – Haiku: Still Cold
All Of Them Lie Dead,
One Last Thing Remains For Me:
Embracing My Blade…
Prompt:
Haiku: Cup Of Tea
Bitterness Of Day,
Drowns Down In Milk And Sugar,
A Hot Cup Of Tea…
Prompt:
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #239 Sugar&Bitter
Image Credit – A Cup Of Tea Painting by Youqing Wang
Flash Fiction: Another Secret
“I thought we agreed no more secrets?”
“I swear this is the last one.”
“Never in all my wildest wool-gatherings did I imagine my husband owns a bloody dragon.”
“Awesome isn’t he?”
“Well, I can’t disagree…”
Word Count: 36
Prompts:
Time To Write: Sentence Starter 43 [Creative Writing Prompt]
Haiku: My Garden
This Garden I Built,
Full Of These Fragrant Flowers.
Reproduce Your Scent…
Prompt:
Haiku: Magic Trick
The Magic Trick Is
Not Making The Man Vanish,
But Also Return…
Prompt:
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #238 Magic&Man
Flash Fiction: Unexpected Walk
“You know, it was unexpectedly nice, this walk.”
He looked at her with a quizzical expression.
“Why unexpected?”
She laughed nervously.
“Well, because of what I had heard about you from here and there.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“And what had you heard from here and there?”
She blushed slightly and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.
“Oh, nothing! Just that you are kind of weird.”
He laughed.
“Oh am I, then?”
She smiled as she hugged him.
“Not at all. I am glad you picked this path to walk on. These vines make such a beautiful archway.”
“Ummm..vines?”
She screamed out loud upon making the serpentine discovery, before running helter-skelter…
Word Count: 111
Prompts:
Haiku: Red Snowfall
Read the prequel here:
Now poem continues…
Snowfall Makes Canvas.
Dead Bodies Tossed Outside Inn
Paint A Red Picture…
Prompt:
Haiku: Red Snowfall
Read the prequel here:
Now poem continues…
Snowfall Makes Canvas.
Dead Bodies Tossed Outside Inn
Paint A Red Picture…
Prompt:
