Winter Winds


winter winds rushing

through bare branches – miss

the rustle of leaves



winter winds rushing

through bare branches miss

whispering to the leaves

Pat R


For Carpe Diem Haiku Prompt

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Carpe Diem Haiku


time slows some
eyes lock mesmerized
damn damn damn!

we tried tucking love in place –
it belonged to someone else

Pat R


[…] “All men and all women are connected by an energy which many people call love, but which is, in fact, the raw material from which the universe was built. This energy cannot be manipulated, it leads us gently forward, it contains all we have to learn in this life. If we try to make it go in the direction we want, we end up desperate, frustrated, disillusioned, because that energy is free and wild.
We could spend the rest of our life saying that we love such a person or thing, when the truth is that we are merely suffering because, instead of accepting love’s strength, we are trying to diminish it so that it fits the world in which we imagine we live”. […]

(Source: The Zahir by Paulo Coelho).

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Writer’s Quote Wednesday

These are my entry this week to Writer’s Quote Wednesday over at hosted by Colleen and by Ron over at
So feel free to pop over, participate and have a read…all are welcome

“Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books…”

“Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.”

“The more closely the author thinks of why he wrote, the more he comes to regard his imagination as a kind of self-generating cement which glued his facts together, and his emotions as a kind of dark and obscure designer of those facts. Reluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.”

All of the above quotes by Richard Wright.