Category: Poetry

Ground – Décima

A door appeared. It opened. “See?
The reasoning you thought was sound
fell on your worldview’s slippery ground.”
I’ll tweak another mystery.

That dissonance won’t let me be.
The stars above at least still shine.
While rioters prepare to whine
the world remains about the same
though burnt a bit with needless blame.
I’ll cross that threshold, make it mine.

Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “ground” to be used in a B line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s challenge.

Pikes Peak in the Distance
Ronovan's Decima Poetry Challenge Image
Ronovan’s Decima Poetry Challenge Image

Birth – Décima

Though Moloch wants a sacrifice
don’t let his dreams for you come true.
Don’t do what he says you must do.
Beware his smile. He isn’t nice.
He’s betting that you’ll pay his price
so pumps you up with hopeless fear.
Protect your children. Keep them near.
Your baby’s ready. Time for birth.
Life only is upon this earth.
That’s why those demons wander here.

Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “birth” to be used in a D line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s challenge.

Yellow, Red and Green
Ronovan's Decima Poetry Challenge Image
Ronovan’s Decima Poetry Challenge Image

In the Big, Wide, Open Spaces

Dale offers the theme “in the big, wide, open spaces” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.

I wrote this poem in the comments section of Linda Kruschke’s Paint Chip narrative poetry challenge.

The Night of the Jack-O’-Lantern

The jack-o’-lantern’s hollow nose
turned darkly down on Antique Rose.
Its scornful eyes pierced Mistletoe.
Its toothy mouth warned them to go:
“It’s easy peasy in the street
Where greens and pinks and yellows meet.”
But pleasure wasn’t why they came.
No morbid magic, flashing flame
Could substitute for righteous light.
They stood their ground, prepared to fight.

The jack-o’-lantern burnt all night.

Its pride at dawn collapsed within.
Mistletoe knew they would win
And so did joyful Antique Rose.
Their faith like Mustard Seed’s still grows.

Birds, Sea and Cloudy Sky
Cosmic Photo Challenge

Chase – Décima

I didn’t think I was the prey
when I went hunting Willful Dream,
but things aren’t always as they seem.
I failed. That’s why I’m here today.

That dream’s a Worm in painful play,
but I was eager for the chase.
Sound Sanity I wouldn’t face.
I knew that it would tell me, “No.
Beware the Hook. It’s sharp. Go slow.”
I tripped and fell, was saved by Grace.

Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “chase” to be used in a C line for this week’s Décima Challenge.

I participated in the morning session of the Heart Beats Contributing Authors Poetry Readings. I am grateful to Lisa Tomey for hosting these readings and organizing the Heart Beats anthology.

Black and White
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Ronovan’s Decima Poetry Challenge Image

Noise – Décima

There’s nonsense in the stuff I hear.
What once had order, now there’s noise.
The blatant dare of fake destroys
the shield we fashioned stopping fear.

Apocalyptic times are here.
We need full armor for this fight:
the truth, the doing what is right,
the peace and faith, salvation, too,
and God’s own Word. Let hearts renew
and face the darkness with this light.

This week Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “noise” to be used in the B line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC.

I am thinking of Ephesians 6.

Seagull in Sunrise
Ronovan's Decima Poetry Challenge Image
Ronovan’s Decima Poetry Challenge Image

Canopy

Large trees prepare a canopy
which shades what’s on the ground.
Competitors for light complain
yet those preferring softer rain
give praise for what they’ve found.

Long sent beneath this canopy
I walk upon the ground.
It’s not my duty to complain.
I’m blessed with more than ample rain
and praise that I’ve been found.

Eugenia offers the word “canopy” for this week’s prompt.

Canopy
Eugenia’s Prompt Image