Once a flea who had picked up a cold
Exclaimed, “Sneezing is tiring and old!
How it fills up my head!
I would take to my bed,
But for missing my living unfold!”
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A followup to yesterday’s
Category Archives: Poetry
Cause #Decima #Poem
Attend to Universal Laws
And better life with this one turn,
For at your core the Lifeforce burns!
With or without you, It evolves!
The Lifeforce is First Light and Cause,
Yet never does impose Its Will
And Purpose that we must fulfill.
We’re free to pick and free to choose
And take effect whiche’er we do,
Evolving Life—for Good or ill!
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 51: (CAUSE) in the A rhyme line.
Sneeze #Haiku #Poem
At last Winter fleas
Spring arrives with cough and sneeze
Outdoor allergies
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 352 FLEAS and Sneeze.
From Trash to Treasure #Limerick #Poem
When a din started out in the back,
How they took a dim view of the cat!
But you can’t blame the minx,
For whatever you think,
She found treasure in mountains of trash!
Animate! #Acrostic #Poem
Appreciation
Inner joy bubbling outward
Dispersing sadness
Affection touching
Infiltrating countless hearts
Minister of All
Admiration spreads
Inspiring bigger blessings
Raising vibrations
Owl Questions #SoCS #Poem
Who are you… Really?
Are you curious to know,
Or scared to find out?
Wisdom within, quiet, sure:
Soul, heart, mind, body of Life.
Transparency #Poem
The word of the year:
Transparency! Instead of
Making claims, just be!
Un-joking #Poem
If I had scheduled for today
The poem I wrote yesterday,
I wouldn’t have to write a new,
Yet shabby one
For April Fools!
Tomorrow’s better; so I hope!
Today, my friends, is not a joke!
Tired Gears #SixSentenceStories #Poem
The gears are turning round and round!
O hear that awful grinding sound?
They’re old and tired, full of woe,
And soon, my friends, they’ll have to go…
They’ve served me well. They’ve done their bit.
But finally, my gears are stripped!
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Written for
#SixSentenceStories: Gear.
Seeds of Potential #Haibun #Poem
In my mind I return to the year I was 7 and in first grade. The puppets are the best part of the day, when Mrs. Basta tells a story or teaches us something with the lamb and other animals. I also like lunch. But perhaps my true favorite thing, even better than the puppets, is recess!
On the playground I collect fallen cherry buds with my friend, Iris. I put them in one of those little Halloween pumpkin buckets, the ones most kids use for trick-or-treating. I include grass, dirt, rocks, and whatever else I can find. Maybe I hope these seeds of potential will grow!
Soon hatsu hana
Bring hope before they blossom
Seeds of potential
Written for
dVerse Haibun Monday: Cherry Blossoms.
Mystical Strings 
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