My Aching Heart Bleeds: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge # 241 Storm & Fierce

This post is in response to Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge .

My aching heart bleeds
Raging emotions hidden
A fierce storm brewing
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Misinterpreted
Ambushed unexpectedly
Wreckage of fierce storm
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Forgive and forget
Pick up pieces after storm
Fierce pain lingers still
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Storm will pass one day 
Love and trust casualty
Fierce pain will subside

 

 

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Friday Freebies: Necessity is Mother of Invention

Friday morning started cold and rainy. The thought of going down to the cold garage to make some breakfast leaving a warm bed, certainly was not inviting. Now you may be thinking why I make breakfast in the garage. We started renovation work on our kitchen and so temporarily the kitchen was set up in the garage. As the garage was not originally designed to be used as a kitchen, we have our stove in one corner and the microwave in another corner, the space in between filled with knick knacks and furniture from the living room that also being worked on at the same time. Unfortunately there is no drainage in the garage and no water connection, so the sink and the dish washer could not be hooked up. This old body is getting quite a lot of exercise going up and down the stairs to get water and do some small washing and cleaning. We had to be inventive to reduce use of water as much as possible. Unfortunately it results in unwanted wastes of paper plates, paper towels and plastic cutleries that none of us like. But I digress. As I said, we try to be resourceful to manage with the existing situation. We moved the coffee machine and the toaster to our bedroom so I could have some breakfast on my bed. The eggs can wait.

As I was sipping my coffee in bed, some thoughts came to my mind that I jotted down quickly and sharing below.

Necessity is the mother of invention.
She married poverty and produced frustration.
Dejected, she separated and married wealthy and gave birth to consumption.
Not satisfied, she had a live-in relationship with greedy and fostered corruption.
Now all of us live in confusion and waiting for destruction.

I posted it in a few Whatsapp groups and pat came a response back from my nephew in India : necessity is the mother of invention and obesity is the father of starvation.

Not sure if he was referring to my growing mid-riff. Now I am scratching my head, to starve or not to starve is the question.

I can see the sun through the blinds. Time to get out of the bed. Friday is beckoning to fry some eggs.

Global Warming:RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge # 240 Do & Say

This post is in response to Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge .

Am chilled to the bones

Know what will the sceptics say 

Global warming hoax 

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The earth says sadly

Ignore at your own peril

Please do the right thing


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Friday Haiku: Dreaming of Heaven

Dreaming  of heaven

All nonbelievers to hell

Faithful cries out loud

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Only one I see

A heaven on earth for all

Heaven is sterile

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The light shines on me

You  have colors of the rainbow

Why need monochrome

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Light everywhere

One and same for all creatures

The fools disagree

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An wink and a smile

Embrace the diversity

Heaven, dream no more

One-Liner Wednesday – Conspiracy

This post is in response to Linda’s  #1OneLinerWednesday.

I always wonder if a dogs are able to give unconditional love because they have the same alphabets as God, but than what about dogs in other languages?

Must be another conspiracy of those good old Brits to call the canines dogs.20170902_145243

Skooby will really like to sleep on that conspiracy thought.

Did Linda really say it has to be a one liner?