Rumbling winter storm –
Ents are dancing with their wives –
ancient limbs entwined
© Paloma
lightning cast quickening shadows
the party is in full swing
Pat R
5/30/16
For Carpe Diem Haiku
Monthly Archives: May 2016
Tan Renga: Single Frosty Rose
A new year begins
With the blooming
Of a single frosty rose (Mizuhara )
at twilight water beads form
each one with its own story…
For Carpe Diem Haiku
Peonies In Bloom
Aah, the peonies!!!
All photos here taken in my garden!! Yep, I can’t believe it either:)
peonies in bloom –
at a pace of her own
she unfurls in a lazy stretch
in worship of the sun
Pat R
5/30/16
Tan Renga: Temple in the Sky
temple in the sky
the road opens
a slice of blue sea (Ubugu)
beckons the wind tossing waves
in play frolicking at the shore
temple in the sky
the road opens
a slice of blue sea (Ubugu)
near days end the setting sun
builds it’s beach side audience
Pat R
5/29/16
For Carpe Diem Haiku
Echoes of My Neighborhood
We were in Coney Island last night. The following art works is in a new area, looks like a food court. Huge pieces, All walls!!
Eye catching
Some about social change
This looks like a tattoo
Some about politics
Amazing colors
People were taking photos with them as the background
And some just artsy
Brooklyn-ites and tourists were out en mass on the boardwalk at midnight.
That was my neighborhood this week!
5/29/16
Pat R
For
Glory Days
perching at
the edge of summer –
glory days
Pat R
5/28/16
Weekly Photo Challenge: Spare
Tan Renga: A Still Water
such a still water
even the dragonfly
splash it with the tail
© Tan Taigi (Tr. Gabi Greve)
sending ripples through the clouds
that are peering up at me
Pat R
5/26/16
For Carpe Diem Haiku
Tan Renga: Silence
silence
in the blind wind’s dance
blossoms (Jane Reichhold)
scurry along the ground’s surface
caught in a wave of leaves
Pat R
5/26/16
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2016/05/carpe-diem-tan-renga-challenge-month_25.html?m=1
Perspective
Image source: Defense Video & Imagery Distribution System (Sgt. Emily Green)”
Prompt words: Ethereal, placid, meander, forget, silver
PERSPECTIVE
white foamy waves dash toward shore, strains of my life
nothing ethereal about them on their approach
angry waves morph to placid waters
as they ease upon the sand
mesmerized I sit with eyes closed, meandering thoughts
lost in the language of the surf – a presence greater than I
the twinkling shimmering silver on the ocean’s surface a shifting changing wonder
an ever present reminder that
my ails is but a speck in this universe
no planets revolve around me
Pat R
5/25/16
https://janedougherty.wordpress.com/2016/05/18/poetry-challenge-31-message-in-a-bottle/
thoughts and entanglements 
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