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Ronni MH May 2018
As autumn sweeps uninvited
into barren hills,
lovers stare into openness
listening to the music,
the laughter, the shouting,
the occasional child crying
and at the little barbecue fires
all over the campsites,
shining in the darkness,
like fairy lights strung across the hill,
and above them a full moon,
rising most obligingly in the sky,
trailing stars in its wake.
Ronni MH May 2018
Could emotional concern,
****** fulfilment, even
the most avid love,
possibly thwart all
those troubles, render them
at worse insignificant,
and at the best fictitious?
Or would there be, after
a while, the first schism
having passed, resentment,
unhappiness, discontent, disillusion?
Lying there, staring
into the darkness, she found
no comfort in the answers
that came to her.
Ronni MH May 2018
Silently, I call out his name,
in frustration of the emptiness,
dark hole in this heart of mine.
Where are you, I gasped
I feel like, million pieces
of supernovas shooting
Across the galaxy with no
point of reference.
I am nothing more
than a gigantic phantom,
swaying, drifting in the
dense atmosphere of the
seething primordial seas.
Wake up, I cried as tears
rolling down my cheeks.
Shaking off the paralytic fears
that hold the promise
of what I will become.
A human being.
Ronni MH Apr 2018
She was swept along
the tide of his romanticism;
was she doubting her feelings for him?
Were they genuine love,
or merely infatuation, gratitude,
an acute sense of flattery,
faded in the brilliance of his
courtship: flowers, presents and songs
sung in his beautiful voice to her.
It was all too much for her;
irresistible, irreversible, she stumbled,
rushed, fell over into love.
Ronni MH Apr 2018
I see the mist lifting from the fields.
I hear the four winds,
Seek the four elements.
I follow the phases of the planets.
Conquerer and Warrior of the Goddess,
I feel God’s healing power.
Bring on the sound of victory
And a river of tears of joy.
Ronni MH Apr 2018
Rescue me Fire
The fire that first gave me life.
Hear me Air
The breath of life that set me free.
Comfort me Water
Purge me and bring me clarity.
Support me Earth
The mother that has always nurtured me.
Ronni MH Apr 2018
A ray of sunlight
Peeking through the leaves.
It sparkles in the smokeless air.
A radiant day; blue sky, bright sunshine
A stiff breeze gently rocked the trees
The lake was glistening;
And the wind was chilly against my wet skin.
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