Monkey Bars

Monkey Bars

by: Ronovan

Monkey Bar

They say the place is a real swinging joint

There is hardly a place for any cars

So why is the place so popular you ask

Because of Darwinian laws they now have monkey bars

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 17, 2014.

A School’s End with Gratitude

I love the drawing. This is from a real teacher as well. Speaking from real life. Welcome her to the community. Okay that picture is just so cute. (Yes I said ‘so cute;, what of it?”

Crafting with Kate's avatarDazzling Whimsy

Two more days of school and another year has ended

Time flies always moving and changing

Some students cheer

Some secretly express they could keep coming

Note cards are given and pictures drawn

All thanking and well wishing

While each is special and will be cherished

The one that moved this old teacher to become teary

Was the simple gesture of a clasped finger and a quiet voice

Eyes not looking

Body rocking

Hand flapping

I love you Ms. whispered

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Afraid to be Nice

Afraid to be Nice

by: Ronovan

 Afraid

 

I tried to be nice

But I was told it might not be that way

It’s not that I was bad

It’s not that I did wrong or was anything I had to say

 

But for a heart wearer

Who has lost how the world may work

Things can be breaking

When chastised remotely I feel like a jerk

 

You say get over it

And I will try in my time and way

But live in my shoes

The hurt is the only thing that will stay

 

Now I question everything I do

Will I write the wrong word or comment

Will I use the wrong image

All these doubts and questions spin in a torrent

 

I am a dweller

I live in the heart of emotion

I cannot shake it

My heart is my devotion

 

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 16, 2014.

 

RonovanWrites Week(IN)d Review

RonovanWrites Week(IN)d Review

Writing 101 has been a breath of fresh air and a cesspool of rank fumes. On the one hand I am renewing a lighter side of my writing at times and meeting different and amazing people, while on the other…I’m wading through things I don’t want to know again.

Looking at my work over this past week there have been some ups and downs. I do like the fact that I’m not afraid with different formats and topics. Everything is a learning experience and nothing is a failure as long as you take it and move on.

Blogging Tips

Blogging Tips: Curious about where your ‘view traffic’ is coming from?

Blogging Tips: Why is no one reading my articles?

 

Fiction

Jacob: Chapter 1 Part 1

Blue Socks

Tears do Fall you Know

Questions

 

Flash Fiction

Toppings

 

Follows

My Friday Follows for Inspiration

 

Life

The Most Interesting Person I’ve Met This Year is…

Maw Maw’s Lovin’

Feline Friday: Missing Kitten

A Father Leads You Through This World…not just brings you into it.

 

Opinion Articles

I’m Not THAT Man

10 Forgotten Male Solo Artists of the 1980s

Free the Nipple? Hmm… This is an opinion piece giving my opinion of the Scout Willis publicity event recently, not her actions but the general topic itself.

 

Photography (With a touch of humor)

Wordless Wednesday: Wake me When the Editing is Done

 

Poetry

Odd One Out

Beauty Triumphant

At Your Risk

They Too Shall Pass-Mara Eastern #314 A Depressed Family

Brown Eyes

Nonsense and Such: Music Scales and Lakes Sub-Par-Nonsensical Poetry?

Could of been cut! one choice-my life

The How of the Consonant Vowels-The Block of Writers

Superstitious of a Day

My poetry Tears at Me

Three Word Wisdom

 

Video

Fixing a Hole by the Beatles

See Opinion article 10 Forgotten Male Solo Artists of the 1980s (Includes 10 videos)

Friday Night Videos Flash Back: Suzanne Vega-Luka

 

Writing Tips

Writing Tip: Observation Lounge

Writing Tip: Streamlining your Scene

Writing Tips: Getting the First 50 Pages Right

 

Awards

Very Inspiring Blogger Award

Very Inspiring Blogger Award

Luccia Gray…I cannot believe such a classy and amazingly talented lady would think I was inspiring, but she somehow ended up putting my name on her list. Wow.  Definitely go to her site and look around…and learn. Thank you very much Luccia, Ma’am.

Very Inspring Blogger Award

And here are the things to know:

1. Thank and link the amazing person(s) who nominated you.

2. List the rules and display the award.
3. Share seven facts about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 other amazing blogs and comment on their posts to let them know they have been nominated.

5. Optional: Proudly display the award logo on your blog and follow the blogger who nominated you.

 

Seven Facts About Myself:

1)      I’m a Gemini. I had to include that because Luccia’s first fact was that she also was a Gemini. If you have ever read any of my offerings you can tell that I am definitely two minds about my writing. I’m polite, courteous and encouraging to others and then destructive to myself and my own writing at the same time.

2)      I am a former History teacher who was mainly a World History specialist or so I was told. I took courses in Nazi and Facism as well as two courses on African History and a French Revolution class. Yes I know that Marie Antoinette’s brothers got Louis drunk and had him circumcised. And oddly I took a Bosnian and Serbian class?

3)      I have a method of writing that I don’t employ often myself and I really should. I have tried it. I write a scene in detail as far as feel and everything about something I know and then change aspects of it to turn it into fantasy or science fiction or paranormal. I just change the names of things, and a few details, but leave language and how people speak and act toward each other. I’m writing an article on it now.

4)      I am fascinated by other cultures. Especially very old cultures. Obviously this is the Historian in me.

5)      I love beautiful colors. One of the things I enjoy is watching the birds outside my window at the bird feeders. There all kinds and colors. When that darkness starts creeping into my writing those birds can take it away at times.

6)      I am a recent cat lover, or I should say certain cats lover. I love Kitty and Spunky especially. If you snoop around my site you will see them there. Spunky has two siblings but they will be going to other homes eventually so I am trying not to get attached. Although Fluffy, the dark one, is difficult not to want to hold.

7)      I had a fall in my home within the past year. I ended up with amnesia, long and short term. I don’t remember 99% of my past but through things I have typed over the past 20 years on my computer I have a lot of notes to read through. I am light and sound sensitive and cannot watch TV, listen to music, or read books. I just write all the time.

 

Here are my nominees for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award.

I would like to say this. I know there are plenty of other people that should receive this as well and I would put them here, cheating like Luccia did, but if you read number 7 above you know there is a problem sometimes.

MareEastern Great photographs of more than just scenery. I often write a poem inspired by the photograph of the day. She also writes about her love of Scotland and her cats.

Long And Luxe A very positive and always encouraging person. Always has something upbeat to say. She’s groovy. J

Be Led By Reason New to our WordPress community but with a lot of deep feelings to share and some great photography and history of Hawaii as well.

Sober Is The New Black Another new member of the community. This young man is doing something unique here in the WordPress family. He is chronicling his life and a battle. You need to go check it out to see what I’m talking about. Give him a LOT of support. Seriously.

Suzie81Speaks A lot of you know Suzie. She blogs like a mad hatter and has a very professional style. She’s someone you want to check out to see how things are done for the type of blog she does. You’ll enjoy it. Speaks about life and makes it relevant.

Inside The Life Of Moi If you haven’t already visited then the first thing you are going to do is smile. Her header photo is excellent and unique and it is a perfect reflection of her blog style. A slice of life blog in a relevant way. A very, very fun and enjoyable time to be had.

Freebird A very honest blog about very topics but some you get a peek into the life of India. I love the phrasing of the articles which adds authenticity to it all and the culture discovered is something you don’t get just anywhere.

Serins Sphere Very honest reader of your blogs. Writes about life and a lot more. Namibia. I would be shot if I didn’t mention that.

Forgotten Meadows One of the most prolific poets around. An encourager and also one that pulls other poets in to unite a community.

Chapter TK/ A very honest blog. A slice of life blog that expresses opinions but also wants the other side of the story. Wants feed back and wants to really know.

The Fickle Heartbeat Irasia at the site is great to read. Enjoyable and the layouts and photo choices make it an easy for me to look at. This is about relationships. So why do I follow? Writers need to know a lot of things. If you’ve read some of my things every now and then I mention following for inspiration. Sometimes you just need to hear what you know in a different way or hear something new entirely you can play off of.

The Showcase A slice of life from India. Yes, I love the blogs from India. I’ve found there are a more similarities than differences. The style is different than that of thafreebird site.

Lesie’s World The first thing I noticed about this site was the strength of the photo of the owner. I just knew that whatever came out of this person would be something I wanted to read and I was right. Learn a bit of Jamaica from the real thing, but also about everyday things. I just hope you’re ready to read the accent. It’s a blast.

Nubian Waters Enthusiasm. That’s what I get from this site. We all want to blog but this one just puts it out there in real language and heart. Whenever you get that moment of why am I here you can go to this site and remember.

A Blog To Regret Poetry in motion. Variety in style. I look at the picture of the owner and the style of the content matches perfectly. I enjoy it here because it lets me know that my changes in style are okay. I’m nowhere near this level but I know it’s alright to experiment at times.

 

It would be nice to follow through with the rules above. It allows for connections and recognition for some blogs we might not ordinarily see. That’s up to you individually.

Much Respect

Ronovan

My poetry Tears at Me

My poetry Tears at Me

by: Ronovan

 Lost Man in Chair

 

I’m sorry my words don’t speak in romantic filled embraces.

My language is built from elementary understanding of feelings.

I attempt to translate my true thoughts into a message to convey.

Above all my words are meant for my own wounds’ self healings.

 

My page opens with clear intent for a jovial sharing.

By the second word typed the mindlessness takes control.

It’s not that things don’t make me laugh or I find comical.

But in my world the only thing full of ideas is the crazy bowl.

 

Left to my own creative and undirected devices I stray.

What comes out of my fingertips are words that I never would share.

I wonder sometimes what the powers that be would do with them.

But I push the letters in their neat little rows and print them as if I didn’t care.

 

Therapy of the mind and heart is what some people call poetry.

For me it’s the feeling of razor blades over delicate skin tearing at me.

I lay here exposed and bleeding as the words and thoughts force their way free.

But whatever people may say of this they know I must be what I am to be.

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 14, 2014.

Without Sight

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Without sight the world is beautiful

The colors are vivid and splendid

There are no scars or separations

Sounds dictate truths, not words or faces

 

Without sight the world is of equality

All are equal in shape and form

Talent is through more than aesthetic ability

Depth is worthy of the awards and accolades

 

Without sight the world is eternal

There is no horizon or stars

Words and inflections give tangibility

Limits are limited only by the imagination

 

Without sight the world is immediate

There is no looking back or ahead

One step in front of the other

One word spoken after another

 

Without sight the world is beautiful

 


 

(after a major accident I had to live with dark sunglasses from wake up to sleep and even then most of my hours were with my eyes closed, the world was beautiful but lonely)

 

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 02, 2014.

Without Sound-A Poem

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gettyimages © Original Photo by Soren Hald

 

Without Sound by: Ronovan

 

Without sound there are no shouts

The angry face is a twisted stain

Left impressed upon a catalogued mind

Filled with slavering jabbering paintings

 

Without sound there are no voices

Smiling lady with purple dress

Man with cheap cologne

Little girl with bashful eyes

 

Without sound there are no divides

Intelligence in action

Kindness in being

Nationality in humanity

 

Without sound there is music

Hearts beating against one another

Vibrations of a touch echoing

Pounding of blood with the rush of love

 

Without sound actions speak louder than words

 

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 02, 2014.


 

My Follows For Inspiration Friday

My Follows For Inspiration Friday

by: Ronovan

http://maxreynolds.wordpress.com/ Great photography site. Has different shots you don’t always think of. Good for a writer wanting to get an idea of how things look.

 

http://kiwibeeblogger.wordpress.com/ Mixture of writing and nice photography. The Photography is of South Korea and things you don’t normally get to see. I really enjoy this one a lot. Can’t wait for more photos.

 

http://thafreebird.wordpress.com/ Aarya and Veda combine to bring two styles to one great site. Some of you already follow them but they give an inside look into the culture in India that I greatly enjoy. I find that there are more similarities than differences in the various societies by reading their articles. Well worth the reading. They really share emotions and are very honest in their writing.

 

http://beledbyreason.wordpress.com/ New to our WordPress family, this site brings beautiful photography of Hawaii with poetry to match. The lady behind it also opens up with feelings about various topics and gives us some history of the islands through her photos and her words. Always a nice visit.

 

 

http://serinssphere.wordpress.com/ I like this site a lot because I am always surprised at what I’ll see next but I always know it’ll be good. A great supporter and commenter for my blogs, with honest feedback which is always a plus in my book.

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 13, 2014.

Superstitious of a Day

Superstitious of a Day

by: Ronovan

(I had pars of Superstition by Stevie Wonder going through my brain while writing this, if you want the beat.)

 Friday 13th

Your superstitious mind

Keeps trippin’ up your brain

Keep on believin’

It’ll slowly drive you insane

 

Things do happen

They happen all the time

Don’t you keep worrying

Or you’re going to lose your mind

 

You’re very contradictions

So intellectually inclined

But come a day with a number

Your reason I cannot find

 

You’re so superstitious

Keep trippin’ in your brain

Baby keep believin’

And you’ll end up insane

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 13, 2014.

The Howl of the Consonant Vowels-The Block of Writers

The Howl of the Consonant Vowels-The Block of Writers

By: Ronovan

 Scrablle Tiles

It is said

If one continues to write each day

That eventually

One will have something to say

 

Here I am

To put death to that expression

Within these joined letters

You will hear my confession

 

The timelessness of a consonant vowel

Brings to mind the freakish nighttime mindless howl

Thinking of letters rhymes and reasons

Makes me shiver and sweat regardless of seasons

 

Look at a page of white blank expanses

They laughingly glare at you in pixelated glances

Write on the thoughts demand of the fingers

Digits deliver a message with meaning of one that lingers

 

The block it tackles the image to the ground

Blasting voiced anguish of creation in sound

Stomping bipedal movements don’t relieve

Movements of joints doesn’t bring one to conceive

 

Atmospheric changes dim to a glaring

No doubt these differences is meant for sharing

You pick up a nib to the flat pulp of the earth

Not a single scribbled jot denies you that’s of worth

 

Give up and don’t waste or delay

There really isn’t all that much you can say

Once the images have flittered away

Just kick back with a pint of ice cream and call it a day

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 12, 2014.

Could of been Cut! one choice-my life

Could of been Cut! one choice-my Life

by: Ronovan

 I love you so much

Testify to a travesty that happened from birth

You don’t even know it but you were given worth

All these hooplahs laying down their monkey laws

Let me tell you test tube lovers I ain’t got a tail in my draws

 

You say kill ‘em and let ‘em just die on the floor

But I say that life is worth the living and the dying for

Am I making a statement of opinion and of my facts

You betcha bottom dollar and I’m not holding any back

 

The big guy came down and he walked up that hill

He let them lay him down and drive spikes to kill

You think he did that so we could throw it all away

No, uh uh, not to my way of thinking no way

 

I was unintentional at 17 and a decision was made

Fruit picking in the groves near the everglades

I should of could of and would of been cut

But something spoke out and said no, that’s enough

 

Wait a minute, you ain’t got a right to say nothin’

Your body ain’t the one made for this discussion

I know what I know and I say what I love

And what I do know is…God gave life from above.

 

 

Respect for you and Your Choices

As I wish for you to have for Me and Mine

Much Love

Ronovan

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 11, 2014.

Nonsense and Such: Music Scales and Lakes Sub Par-Nonsensical Poetry?

Nonsense and Such: Music Scales and Lakes Sub Par-Nonsensical Poetry?

by: Ronovan

 Hands Glasses

You try to lick depression

But you depress the tongue

 

While the rise of a music scale is a step

To scale a ladder you climb a rung

 

You can be stabbed in the back

And take a shot in the arm

Both can occur

Without any harm

 

If you break your back

You go to a chiropractor for the aching

But then why do they say

Such a one’s work is back breaking

 

Why is there something

Called A Bridge Too Far

Was the river too short

Was the lake sub par

 

The thunder roars but has no voice

The mime doesn’t speak but that’s by choice

Perhaps it’s just by my own delusion

But all of these things seem to add to my confusion

 

You may wonder why my mind wanders so

Well perhaps you don’t really even want to know

But since the question is already out there

It’s because my mind was left…on the hallway stair

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 11, 2014.

Nonsense and Such: The Animal Minded or None-A Poem?

Lost Man in Chair

Nonsense and Such: The Animal Minded or None

by: Ronovan

I never saw the flight of a turtle dove

Its shell must weigh so much

But when the howler monkey screeches

Why does he choose to say it such

 

And how much tross could an alba tross

If an alba could tross tross

The truth of the matter is so simple

You determine it by a coin toss

 

Where does the rilla go

When he must be somewhere

Wherever it must be

He will go in his suit of hair

 

What does the snake wear with its rattle

When it attends a formal function

Whatever it is it must be secure

Lest there be a wardrobe malfunction

 

And how will the old coot bandi about

When the season does change

Most likely find another place

But still in down under range

 

Some may wonder what has happened

To the mind of this odd man

I will explain to you someday

When I can catch it with my hand

 

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-May28, 2014.

Brown Eyes

Brown Eyes

by: Ronovan

 Brown Eyes

Sweetness of Maple Gold

Richer than any money

The depths of the soul

Reflected in Amber Honey

The Blues and Greens

They have all been written

Epic love stories and poems

And battles by men smitten

For me I say no

I am trapped in your deep

That mysterious depth

That liquid mahogany of your keep

Eyes the shade to see my smile

Not lost in the hues of skies and seas

The beauties of the world

Have eyes such as these

 

Who is the first brown eyes many men my age or older fell in love with? Yes, Audrey Hepburn.

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 10, 2014.

They Too Shall Pass

They Too Shall Pass
by: Ronovan

I cannot look
As they burn our land
No affording to pay
They take it all
Now we have nothing
He stares on with strong eyes
But I cannot bare it
I know the hardship to come
I know his humiliation
He braves onward for our little one
I will brave onward later
For now I cannot look
For now I simply comfort with a touch
But someday…someday…I will comfort
With justice
Someday they will burn

 

Inspired by a statue photo by Mara Eastern entitled ‘A Depressed Family’.

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 09, 2014.

Beauty Triumphant

Beauty Triumphant

 by: Ronovan

Twisting and winding,

They attempt to hold us back,

But our beauty overcomes.

Inspired by Mara Eastern Photograph #313 A Pink Knot

© Copyright-All rights reserved-RonovanWrites.wordpress.com-June 09, 2014.

RonovanWrites Week(in)d Review

If you are reading this then you know I tend to write random things at random times, it’s the nature of my beast. With that in mind I thought I would make note of my offerings here, in part so I would actually know what I did and when.

This Week’s Offerings:

Blogging and or Writing Tips
Blogging/Writing Tip: Use Animated Gif’s Wisely
Writing Tips: The basic tip to improve your knowledge of genre
Writing Tips: Short and Sweet Keeps Them in Their Seats

Humor
A Mother of a Letter

Life and Non Fiction
My Teacher
A Loss of…?
My Ocean, My Lover
Non Accidental Events Lead to Intentional Good-True Story
The Soundtrack of My Life

Odds and Ends
Eggplant by Train
Friday’s Follow for Inspiration
Online Poetry Magazine Submission Alert!
Atticus Books: Accepting Manuscript Submissions

Opinion Articles
Media, Massacres, and Madness
Men, Supersize Me, and Pornography (Trust me, don’t let the title scare you away.)

Photography or Really Pictures of my Cat
Feline Fridays: Meet Spunky
Wordless Wednesday: I’m Up For It

Poetry
No Surprise Amazing Grace
At Your Risk
Love Letter Found
A Moment in a Blink
The Lost Minded Heart
It’s not Poetry to me
Asphalt and Inheritance
If Walls Could Talk

 

Writing
Holloway Part One

As I was putting this list together it occurred to me that I was actually creating something more than just a somewhat newsletter type offering. I was actually showing myself what work I had done over the week. This let me know if my focus had been where I wanted it, and also helped show me where I was in my thoughts and life.

I believe these are all of the things I published this week, minus a video or two or reblogs.

Much Respect,
Ronovan

Sunday Funny: Delilah by Tim Hawkins

What if Samson wrote a song to Delila

for King and Country-“Light It Up” (Live)

For those of you who have not heard of them, they are from Australia.