Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 401 SMOKE and Water.

Useful Links for Synonyms at Thesaurus.com:

SMOKE

Water

To know how many syllables in a particular word try HowManySyllables.com.



An updated How to Write Haiku in English. that has just a little more detail and for knowledge and perhaps craft. And how to do a Pingback.

 

The Guidelines:

  1. Take the two words and write a Haiku. I use Haiku in English (the link shows you how) as my style, which is 5 syllables for the first line, 7 for the second, and 5 for the third, but you can use what you like.
    • The link above has links on how to write Haibun and Tanka. You can also do the 3/5/3 form if you like instead of the 5/7/5 that I usually use. Write, share, and have fun. For syllable help,
    • For syllables for each word, and different definitions, you use the definition that works for you Haiku. You can also use SYNONYMS. Go to Thesaurus.com for synonym help.
  2. Copy the link of your finished haiku URL and paste in a comment below so we can all go and visit your Haiku.
    • You can do a pingback. What’s a pingback? Place the URL from the address bar up top from this post as a link within your post. Your inclusion of the link encourages others to try the challenge, be creative, and join a community to find friends and more followers (hopefully). I honestly gain nothing with more people visiting the post. I don’t have ads running that generates revenue by your visit or by clicks on whatever WordPress has put up.
    • Click HERE for a detailed post on PINGBACKS.
  3. If you like, copy the image in this post and place it within their post, just to show the Haiku is part of this challenge.
      • I am not saying you need or even should, but if you would like to do so then go ahead.

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23 thoughts on “Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 401 SMOKE and Water.

    • Images of War-Deep into the Third Week

      Across still water,
      low clouds, as grey as war smoke,
      drift into my eyes.

      Drift into my eyes,
      the refugees of Ukraine,
      human chains of grief.

      Human chains of grief,
      Putin’s war crimes moving west
      with alacrity.

      With alacrity,
      bombs, tanks, dead babies, mothers,
      the horrors, endless.

      http://www.engleson.ca

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