March 23, 2020 by PrairieChat

Charade – Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge (3/23/20)

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge 298 Bad / Play

(Writers note — Bad = a dyslectic Bay)

Who decides what’s bad
in the lover’s games they play
-Me too, she exclaimed

©2020 cj holm

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https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/03/23/haiku-poetry-prompt-bay-play/

“Remember you are just an extra in everyone else’s play.”

-Franklin D. Roosevelt

“Work consists of whatever a body is obliged to do. Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do.”

-Mark Twain

“Oh what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade”

-Henry Nicola Mancini / John H. Mercer

April 4, 2015 by PrairieChat

4/4/2015cjh

Scrabble night at home—

open u calls q
in search of triple scoring –
x u masters block

-Clarence Holm

March 23, 2015 by PrairieChat

Sliding Home Again

– Clarence Holm

I saw us last night, as we were 50 years ago.
We were running and screaming
Yelling each other’s names
Staying out late and misbehaving.

You were a pitcher – I caught the ball
We mowed down every batter!
With pitches just striking corners,
How they swang made no matter.

Your waist was thin
My hair was thick.
You grinned like Friday mornings,
When we wuz faking being sick.

Teddy was our buddy
Sandy hung around.
Dale rode his bicycle
And followed the big Greyhound.

Schoolyard friends never grow old,
They live in special memories.
Where kids only get faster
And dreams preserve my reveries.

January 31, 2015 by PrairieChat

Obsession

I play solitaire!

I play it because I enjoy it. I like the simple challenge of mixing suits only to later realign the ranks.

When I win, all is right with the world, the stars are momentarily united into one numerical plane. I like that! When I lose, I reshuffle and start again. Red on black, black on red, and then each to their own kind.

My grandmother taught me the game as a child, with a worn deck of cards. She said it was a perfect game; quick to play, no other players needed, with very little in the way of set-up. In fact, there was even virtue in the skill of the shuffle and the deal. Seven piles, top card exposed.

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Thoughts from the Heartland

Games

Charade – Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge (3/23/20)

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge 298 Bad / Play

(Writers note — Bad = a dyslectic Bay)

Who decides what’s bad
in the lover’s games they play
-Me too, she exclaimed

©2020 cj holm

“Remember you are just an extra in everyone else’s play.”

-Franklin D. Roosevelt

“Work consists of whatever a body is obliged to do. Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do.”

-Mark Twain

“Oh what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade”

-Henry Nicola Mancini / John H. Mercer

4/4/2015cjh

Sliding Home Again

Obsession

I play solitaire!

I play it because I enjoy it. I like the simple challenge of mixing suits only to later realign the ranks.

When I win, all is right with the world, the stars are momentarily united into one numerical plane. I like that! When I lose, I reshuffle and start again. Red on black, black on red, and then each to their own kind.

My grandmother taught me the game as a child, with a worn deck of cards. She said it was a perfect game; quick to play, no other players needed, with very little in the way of set-up. In fact, there was even virtue in the skill of the shuffle and the deal. Seven piles, top card exposed.

Thanks Grandma! I hope to see you again, after I’ve been shuffled about and then reunited with my kind.

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Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge 298 Bad / Play

(Writers note — Bad = a dyslectic Bay)

Who decides what’s bad in the lover’s games they play -Me too, she exclaimed

©2020 cj holm

“Remember you are just an extra in everyone else’s play.”

-Franklin D. Roosevelt

“Work consists of whatever a body is obliged to do. Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do.”

-Mark Twain

“Oh what a hit we made We came on next to closing Best on the bill, lovers until Love left the masquerade”

-Henry Nicola Mancini / John H. Mercer

I play solitaire!

I play it because I enjoy it. I like the simple challenge of mixing suits only to later realign the ranks.

When I win, all is right with the world, the stars are momentarily united into one numerical plane. I like that! When I lose, I reshuffle and start again. Red on black, black on red, and then each to their own kind.

My grandmother taught me the game as a child, with a worn deck of cards. She said it was a perfect game; quick to play, no other players needed, with very little in the way of set-up. In fact, there was even virtue in the skill of the shuffle and the deal. Seven piles, top card exposed.

Thanks Grandma! I hope to see you again, after I’ve been shuffled about and then reunited with my kind.

Who decides what’s bad
in the lover’s games they play
-Me too, she exclaimed

“Oh what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade”