Ronovan Writes SIJO Wednesday Poetry Challenge- No Pace for Now


You should use the word in the title of this post as your inspiration as either a theme of the Sijo or in the poem itself.

There are:

  • Three Lines
  • 14-16 syllables per line
  • A total of 44-46 syllables for the entire poem.

One minute is a constant sixty seconds- no more, no less.
Yet, we know a moment cannot be measured and is timeless.
No imposed pace nor pressure for souls who embrace the present.

Haibun Monday – d’Verse Poets Pub


The Spring season’s chilled breath holds back the inevitable procession toward summer. I button my over shirt until the sun makes its intention known and coaxes me to strip that layer. Even the robin fluffs itself as it bops in the thickening grasses rewarded with tender newly awakened worms. This moment of ‘just right’ fills me. I wouldn’t mind elongating this period to put off the advent of dog days.

Green is my season
Relishing the temperate
Sublime revival

Haibun Monday 4-26-21: The Present Moment | dVerse (

SoCS March 14, 2020 ~ Opening Act

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wire.” Use “wire” as a noun or a verb or any way you’d like. Enjoy!


The wire had been empty throughout most of the bitter winter. It had held passersby, now and then, but the openness offered any loiterers the biting wind, or worse, an aerial ambush.
Still, I wandered to the front window daily, for months, missing them. A ritual of faith.
Finally, the long awaited moment arrived.
Three little black notes on a single musical line. Four, five, six… a roll call. Like a well choreographed routine, each bird fluffed its feathers in unison.
Ta Da!
The sun shone directly on them as a spotlight. Enchanted iridescent performers had returned for another tour.
This wasn’t a moment… it was an opening act.
Holding my coffee with both hands, this groupie adoringly watched every move.
My heart quickened. My eyes brighten. My soul lifted.
SPRING had arrived.