Poetry | RonovanWrites Decima #Poetry Challenge #43 Spring in the A line

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 43: (SPRING) in the A rhyme line.

Hitachi Seaside Park

Step counting

The steps you’re counting while shouting

but standing still… I’m at a loss.

Yes, this distance grows…at a cost.

Summer then fall, winter now spring–

to your words, I’m not listening.

You’ve become a…well, never mind.

I’m walking, not falling behind,

away from what I’ve only known

that love doesn’t have to be shown–

that’s your lie. My truth I will find.

From RonovanWrites:

THE QUICK DESCRIPTION OF HOW TO WRITE A DÉCIMA:

There are 10 lines of poetry that rhyme.
8 syllables per line.
There is a SET RHYMING PATTERN we must stick to. ABBAACCDDC OR two stanzas of ABBA/ACCDDC.

Poetry | RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt Challenge #343 Full & Bare

Winter tree

Slow winter morning,

pass leafless tree, cut branches,

waiting to begin.

2.

Dried sweet potatoes,

so many–my bag is full.

Eating, hands shiver.

3.

My bare skin now lined

like a map of Tokyo–

spring, summer, now fall.

4.

I will go home now.

A morning walk without snow,

yet frozen flowers.

SoCS & #JusJoJan 2021 Daily Prompt – Jan. 30th| The Beginning, The End

In the end

I knew what I needed

to do to move forward–

and

that is really all that matters.

Now I only need to step across

the beginning

of my new path.

Poetry | Wantin’ Only (Yourself) – Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge

Been wonderin’ why you would go

so far, now trippin’ then slippin’

over false words, ego boostin’

love with mirror-kissin’. For show?

Don’t know why you can’t seem to grow

up. And you keep diggin’ lower,

givin’ intelligence over

to fixation rather than care.

Wizen not wise, you live your fear—

bein’ loved just by the hour.

(I came across this challenge today and was excited to try it. This is my first time writing in this form)

From Ronovan Writes:

THE QUICK DESCRIPTION OF HOW TO WRITE A DÉCIMA:

  1. There are 10 lines of poetry that rhyme.
  2. 8 syllables per line.
  3. There is a SET RHYMING PATTERN we must stick to. ABBAACCDDC OR  two stanzas of ABBA/ACCDDC.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 342 ROUGH and Season.

Our Last Hike in the White Mountains

Once the journey starts,

harsh words and terrain hinder,

blind us—and now rain.

Poetry | An old cup

An Old Cup

Shattered,
glass fragments
scattered
like a mind tormented
by irrelevant
matters–
it’s only an empty cup
that was never once
filled up
with anything
particularly wanted.

Poetry | Untitled (Thoughts on Writing)

Tonight, I want
to write freely,

without pretense
or consideration.

I hold in my hand
a book of poetry,

seeking inspiration

or emotions,
long lost and unknown.

In this moment, too,
my hands shake.

yet still,
I reach for my pen.

Poetry | 静か (Quiet) | Japanese & English

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静か

一人なので、
私の心は静かです。
冬の静かな深夜に
思い出や雪が
いつもやって来ます。

Quiet

Being alone,
my heart remains calm.
In winter, a deep silent night,
memories and snow
always seem to come.

Translation | Untitled Poem (Italian)

I tried to translate the previously posted poem into Italian. 😅 Perhaps it makes no sense. I am sorry. 😓

(Ho provato a tradurre la mia poesia. 😅 Forse non ha senso. Mi dispiace.)😓

Senza Titolo

Ti desidero.
Non parliamo di piacere o d’amare
come ingenui amanti.

Desidero il tuo aspetto fisico
che posso guardare, con gli occhi
E, ogni giorno, lo tocco con la mente.

Non mi interessano
la tua posizione ed il tuo prestigio.

Il mio desiderio è, certamente,
una cosa volgare.

Il mio desiderio non ha il tempo
per le sottigliezze di un appuntamento romantico.
Non ci sono nè vino, e nè lume di candela.

No. Ti desidero.
E questo è tutto.

Poetry | Untitled (Wanting You)

It’s not quite time for Valentine’s Day, but…

Photo by Jamie Street on Unsplash

Untitled
I am wanting you.
Let us move beyond
the child’s play of “like” or “love.”

I am wanting what my eyes can see
and my mind touches daily,
not your title or prestige.

It is vulgar this want of mine.
It makes no space
for the delicacies of dates
with wine by candlelight.

No, I am wanting you.
That is all.