Pleasures #Haiku Challenge 134 @RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 134 with prompt words – Blow, Please

lips-cherry

As you please, I will

Bow before the pleasures felt

Till fear blows away.

~ FlorenceT

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Heat Waves – #Haiku Challenge 132 @RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 132 with prompt words – Flame, Kiss

Heat Waves

Fire rages on
Heat waves plundering, assaults
Like a lover’s kiss.
~ FlorenceT

 

Enjoy –

 

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Bound

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Freedom Bound Unique (Silk)

Bound
To this place
Forever, I’ll be
Destined
Never to leave.

 Bound
I surrender
To you, wholly
To sensations
New, exhilarating.

 For as long
As you are here
Freely, I submit
To silken bonds
Sweet pain.

-FlorenceT

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Image courtesy of Paige Bradley “Freedom Bound Unique” “Yet, as we grow together we must also grow independently. Freedom Bound is about stretching the ties that we weave to remain individuals.”

#Haiku Challenge 100 @RonovanWrites

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RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 100 with prompt words – Top, Light

Haiku Top Light

Atop the choc mount

Alluring taste of sweetness

Brings enlightenment.

~ FlorenceT

 

Congratulations Ronovan, on hitting a century! This is the 100th haiku prompt challenge on RonovanWrites.

Background image is ‘La Belle Romaine’ by Amedeo Modigliani. Don’t you love the shape of real women…?

 

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Moments of a life lived

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paddington town hall

I went to a place
To learn a craft
To satisfy a curiosity
To test a felt sense
To seek my tribe
I do not know
If these goals I met
But for a brief moment
A belonging
To the words spoken
To a shared love
To the brilliance of light
Cast over the shadows
Present in that room
In these pulsating moments
Is a life lived.

~ FlorenceT

 

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Woman enough

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Woman enough by Erica Jong

Because my grandmother’s hours
were apple cakes baking,
& dust motes gathering,
& linens yellowing
& seams and hems
inevitably unraveling
I almost never keep house
though really I like houses
& wish I had a clean one.

Because my mother’s minutes
were sucked into the roar
of the vacuum cleaner,
because she waltzed with the washer-dryer
& tore her hair waiting for repairmen
I send out my laundry,
& live in a dusty house,
though really I like clean houses
as well as anyone.

I am woman enough
to love the kneading of bread
as much as the feel
of typewriter keys
under my fingers
springy, springy.
& the smell of clean laundry
& simmering soup
are almost as dear to me
as the smell of paper and ink.

I wish there were not a choice;
I wish I could be two women.
I wish the days could be longer.
But they are short.
So I write while
the dust piles up.

I sit at my typewriter
remembering my grandmother
& all my mothers,
& the minutes they lost
loving houses better than themselves
& the man I love cleans up the kitchen
grumbling only a little
because he knows
that after all these centuries
it is easier for him
than for me.

Erica Jong

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