NEVER GIVE UP – A poem.

NEVER GIVE UP

This simple man waits in worry,
through mind-fields of love notes not wrote,
in lakes of heartache where hopes float,
and life hangs back in a hurry.
Watching signs till eyes are blurry.
Each one reads to yield or to stop.
Time’s winning as grains of sand drop,
but dreams continue on with care.
I’ll keep loving this crone so rare,
and breathing till I reach her stop.


How to write an Espinela or Décima poem.

My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge NO. 42 CARE.


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Love in the Air.

Love in the Air

On soft breeze a divine bouquet
her invitation is discrete,
to imbibe in her gifts so sweet,
and my heart with joy must obey.
Eternal beasts come into play.

Distance is an icy lover,
these shivers I cannot cover.
Time will tell the battles end.
I’ll travel along that soft wind,
to love to rediscover.

Passionate Destiny.

The future is full

With passionate destiny

There are no dead dreams.

Passionate Destiny Haiku on Shooting Star image.

Please visit the other entries with links in the comments of the challenge post. They deserve the attention and admiration.

For my Weekly Haiku Challenge. Please join in and add to the family. If you haven’t written a Haiku before, click HERE and there is also a link on that “how to” post that links to instructions on other types of Haiku you might enjoy, such as a Haibun, which is great, because you write a paragraph about something, maybe a nice memory, then you write a Haiku that tells that story in three lines.

Tremble.

I tremble for you

In this vast void of darkness

I crave all your light.

Tremble Haiku on B&W image of lighthouse

For my Weekly Haiku Challenge. Please join in and add to the family. If you haven’t written a Haiku before, click HERE and there is also a link on that “how to” post that links to instructions on other types of Haiku you might enjoy, such as a Haibun, which is great, because you write a paragraph about something, maybe a nice memory, then you write a Haiku that tells that story in three lines.

Empty Soul.

My soul is empty

This far from my hearts dreams,

My whole body weeps.

Empty Soul Haiku on B&W image.

For my Weekly Haiku Challenge. Please join in and add to the family. If you haven’t written a Haiku before, click HERE and there is also a link on that “how to” post that links to instructions on other types of Haiku you might enjoy, such as a Haibun, which is great, because you write a paragraph about something, maybe a nice memory, then you write a Haiku that tells that story in three lines.

A Reply.

Andrea Bocelli, Ariana Grande – E Più Ti Penso

The more I think of you

The more I think of you
the more I miss you;
I see you with my tired eyes…
I’d like to be
there with you too;
I hold the pillow,
you’re here near me…
It’s the middle of the night
And you’re far away…
The emptiness surrounds me,
there’s not a sun anymore…
I’m sad and hopeless
as I’ve never been
without you, without you…
And if, by chance,
I never saw you again,
I already know what I’d do –
I wouldn’t live…
And the more I think of you
the more I miss you…
I’m nothing much without you,
I feel like a fish deprived
of water to swim in,
breathing without you,
without you, without you…
And if, by chance,
I never saw you again,
I already know what I’d do –
I would die…

Saturday Share-Incomplete.

Everything you say

Everything you do

Is what’s missing from my life.

Ancient Paths.

Cold as ice blood flows

Through paths carved over the years,

My tears know the way.

For my challenge this week.

Swirling Bliss.

Round the heart love spins,

Like a swirling pool of bliss,

The water drains deep.

For my challenge this week.

Gasps for Breath.

Pain of life one leads,
Does not wither but exceeds.
Given winds of change,
My mind turns and twists, derange.

Torn ‘tween will and want,
What is it I can’t, I don’t?
  Cowed by maddened, dim lit eyes,
Failure I despise.

I yearn arms embrace,
But fate voids every trace.
Feelings remain deep,
I spurn my foe, night thief sleep.
To the sun promise may rise,
Reason for these tear filled eyes.

~*~

My love is a lump,
A cause for heart’s gasps for breath,
Consumes all my thoughts.

Heart's Gasps by Ronovan Hester


Hello everyone. Today I’m introducing something I believe is new. A normal poem followed by a Haiku that sums up the poem. I am calling this a Freku at this time. Write a normal poem, if you wish, followed by a Haiku that sums up the poem. Free verse plus Haiku equals Freku.

Can you take a poem and then sum it up in three lines of Haiku? Or perhaps the other way around? Look for an article (NEW FORM of Haiku & Poetry) coming soon to explain in more detail but I think this section covers it.

For mine I attempted a 5-7-5-7 for the first stanza, repeat for the next two, but at the end I include two more 7-7. And to wrap it all up I created a Haiku that sums up the poem.

I wrote a normal poem first then worked it down to the 5-7-5-7 patterns. That was as a challenge to myself.



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Tide to Love

Ride the tide outward

Toward peace, tranquility, life

Moved by flesh longings.

Tide to Love a Haiku by Ronovan


Ron_LWIRonovan is an author, and blogger who shares his life as an amnesiac and Chronic Pain sufferer though his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.WordPress.com.

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Here-A Haiku and a message added. Please Read.

Oh for peace to be

Here among the clamoring,

I find loneliness.

Here a Haiku by Ronovan

Do you hear what he’s saying?



Ron_LWIRonovan is an author, and blogger who shares his life as an amnesiac and Chronic Pain sufferer though his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.WordPress.com.

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This was written because of National Suicide Prevention Month. Thousands who die don’t die alone, they die around us. They call for help but we don’t know their language. Why? Because they’ve been made to feel as though there is something socially wrong and almost illegal about themselves. If they say they are depressed what happens to them? What happens at work? How does their family treat them or look at them? Do people ignore them with a “It’ll be alright.”?

For some of us we are lucky and have that one moment of clarity, that image that comes to our mind that pulls us back just in time. Not everyone has a boy “B”. Not everyone can be strong enough or maybe has fought for themselves hard enough to make it through. The above poem and image may not get the full effect I was going for, I may try again, but it tells you how we feel. All of the world around us, so close, so loud, but we feel all alone…and we don’t know why.

For some of you reading this, just think that you would never have met some great people if not for this blog. Perhaps a person has become very important to you that you met through a post or a challenge you found here.

Share this so people have an idea. We’re not crazy. But we are just out of step with something that will make us understand what is going on inside of us. And we call for help in different ways. Try to look, try to know your family, your friend. Know their language, in words, emotions, body. And when that language changes, find out why.

Waves to Peace. (Haiku Poetry)

haiku image of moonling on ocean waves

Waves lap at my feet

As my thoughts drift towards you,

Peace comes with your love.

Much Love, Success, and Respect

Ronovan

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But the heart will never know…

Today is the day I care not for the want,
The want of a haunt of an old lovers jaunt.
Through the gates of a level of Hell I once knew,
I cringe at the thought of anyone that’s not you.
Have I ever given a matter to a hopeless wondering?
In times of need you show worth more than anything.
Glass breaks for just in case we cannot keep pace.
Our world spins at the same rotation but will we tie the race?
Decisions, decisions make up one’s mind to overflow levels.
Insanity of the choices crack the walls that keep out the dust devils.
You my dear, my darling one I fear, you are the one I must unite.
The decisions are breaking the mind of the kind in spite of all might.
Ah, but wait, is there a light to look to in the burning heart,
The heart so inflamed the skin scorches at the touch of every part.
The mind may know, the mind may understand, the mind may rest,
But the heart will never know the meaning nor stop as long as it beats inside this chest.
You are the beginning and the end, no forgive me that sin.
You are never an end, only a forever, I will posses within,
No matter the distance, no matter the day, no matter how long if never it may.
It all will be held here with me, with all of the love I have for you till eternity’s day

Much Love

Ronovan

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Wasted (A Poem)

Here I am
Sittin’ again
Lookin’ back on where I’ve
Been.

Wasted Mmmm
I’m Wasted
Without you
Without you

Soft pink lips
Dark smoke eyes
Callin’ my name
‘Cross turquoise skies

Southwest winds
Shoutin’ come on friend
I don’t know where you’ve
Been

Wasted Mmmm
I’m Wasted
Without you
Without you

Takin’ a trip
Through a desperate mind
Seems so close
But like ten thousand miles

Tastin’ your heaven
Your velvet peach skin
Never had it once
Can’t wait for it again

Wasted Mmmm
I’m Wasted
Without you
Without you

 

A poem I found that I apparently wrote last week. Was on my computer with a date of last Tuesday. You guys know me, I forget things, but thought I would share it. Not sure about it though.

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Baby, I bleed you.

I say I believe you
You believe me too
I am a liar
A
Petrifier

You’ve done left me
I can’t leave you
Hangin’ on doorsteps
Dreamin’ of when we met
I can’t
Forget
You need too

Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you

Fakin’ on Sundays
Prayin’ for me days
I can’t say
It’s
Okay

Sweatin’ like July
Wonderin’ Lord oh why
Does this pain
Keep, thrillin’ me
I want it
It to be
You’re forgettin’ me

Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you

 

 

I found this scheduled for today. I don’t remember writing it but I looked and found it on my computer from about a week ago and must have put it here and scheduled it. Not my usual though. Amnesia and short term memory problems can really be a bear sometimes and freak you out.

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Dying More Every Day

I feel my lips 
Upon
Your
Skin

Though you tell me
It’s
A
Sin

My heart keeps me
Going
There

My hands impassioned
In
Your
Hair

 

I can’t
Fight this
I don’t want to

You’re my
Heart beat
That brings me through

 

I feel your sighs
Within
My
Ear

Causing tremblings
That
You
Fear

Desires keep finding
Their
Way
Through

All my thoughts
Consumed
By
You

 

Don’t fight
Give in
We’re meant to be

Don’t my
Last breaths
Tell you what you are to me

 

I feel my lips
Upon
Your
Skin

My dreams
Keep drawing
Me
In

 

How can
You live
Without me

As I
Lie here
Dying more every day

dying more everyday poem

Without you

 

Your lips upon my skin . . .

 

 

 

Ronovan

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Thoughts swirl without care

The days are long for me

The nights twice that

I attempt to never count

But without you it’s all that I have

 

No, please do not doubt

My love grows with each breath

I know I have your love

Not touching is what brings death

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My mind is filled with confusion

Thoughts swirling without care

I grab for them, desperate

Relief in my thoughts I am aware

 

Give just one moment, please

Just a touch of heated skin

In these you filled moments

For you I will always give in

 

There is no worry about me

This world cannot take me away

I will hold out until at least one moment

When we kiss that can be that day

 

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No One Can Understand

No One Can Understand

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It’s my life to break, and I know what I can take

Too much every day, but I can’t seem to run away

I should know by now, there must be another way somehow

But I’m just the same, and I’ll always be to blame

 

I’m hopeless, hopeless for love,

No one can understand

What makes me this man

 

It always seems, that love is just a dream

No one can see me through, cause of the things that I do

Players play, and the bad boys are the way

But I don’t know the games, I just get burned by the flames

Why don’t I change, because this world seems so strange

 

I’m hopeless, hopeless for love

No one can understand

What make me this man

 

I walk the line, coming back time after time

No matter what the pain, no matter it drives me insane

They say loves not what I think, just pour up a drink

But I know what I know, and I just can’t seem to let go

 

I’m hopeless, hopeless for love

What makes me this man

I’m hopeless, love is in my sight

What makes me this man

I hold love with all my might

I’m hopeless

Hopeless for love

Yeah, I’m hopeless for love

 (If you are thinking these seem like song lyrics, well if you know the song Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi get the tune in your head and read it again.)

 

 

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My Desires: My Letter of Confession to . . .

I am a simple man. What I desire is obvious to anyone that wishes to discover.

What do I desire? I desire to be stimulated, mind over matter. Turn my mind on and you have me forever. Only turn my body on and have me for a few hours. I want to belong forever to . . .

What do I desire? I desire physical pleasure; a touch from love, a hand in mine that sends electricity through my body, a caress of my cheek that makes my body melt, a tender kiss that makes my body alive. I live because of . . .

What do I desire? I desire friendship far more than relationship. A friend understands, cares, is there, is honest, fights for you and with you if you are deserving of either. A friendship wants to be and does not have to be. I want to be wanted by . . .

What do I desire? I desire a tortured heart. A heart that has been destroyed and resurrected knows what love is. Some say you do not need to have been destroyed to know love. Perhaps, however for me I know what love is because I am destroyed every day. Every day that ends away from . . .

What do I desire? I desire that one person that I can never stop thinking about. At 2 AM my eyes open and a thought comes to mind and sleep is finished. Thoughts of the day ahead and the conversations I wish for play out in my mind. What will be today? I cannot stop thinking about  . . .

What do I desire? ‘What more could there be’ you might ask. Someone that consumes my mind, body, friendship, soul and thoughts is what I have shared, what is it I desire? What does all of this mean? You must know me well enough by now. You must know.

What one desire has not been revealed? The one I desire is . . .

 

 

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