Life’s looping script begun to dull –
time to read what may follow next;
moving on, mortally perplexed –
self-loathing’s self-directed cull.
Chapters never lived to the full,
Stifled text, no pace to the plot
prompting the page-turn, phrasing not
teasing with syntax nor sentence;
no Third Act testing my patience.
Last page: The End. (life is the dot…)
Written following Ronovan’s Decima Challenge on RonovanWrites – “Next”/a>
Cast the fool’s lies into the fire –
Burn, O pyre of public disdain!
May truth’s bright light never once wane,
Untruth-fuell’d flames lick ever high’r,
Fed by each word spoke by the Liar.
Each falsehood stoked, tinder’d and torch’d,
His vile fork’d tongue seared and scorch’d;
As each foul breath uttered ignites,
Deception melts, judgement alights –
Truth triumphant; the Liar scourged!
Written following Ronovan’s Weekly Decima Challenge on RonovanWrites – #08 “Fire”
One voice, many ears
Souls share united vision
Many minds, one voice
Written following Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt on RonovanWrites – #310 “Share & Voice”
Faith Unlocked 