Summer Vacation

We are at the back end of the summer. Vacation eases to a close. It feels as though it has mostly been a stormy summer. The garden loves it though, It’s gone wild. Today it’s time for a day at the beach. To be wrapped in ocean breeze and be reminded how small a part I play in this space. Waves scramble ashore, erasing footprints. Tiny gulls rush in for newly arrived treats, and the sun makes the smoothe sand shine.

sound of waves
treking through my dreams –
summer day

Pat R

8/05/18

For Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge: Summer Holiday

Short & Sexy

Photo: Classic Love Poems edited by Max Morris

short, sexy
a stolen moment –
passion’s web

Pat R

11/14/17

For Ronovan Writes Haiku

 

Worries

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at daybreak
worries drowned in wine
come back to life

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rising
with the sun,
morning glory –
regrets on hold

Pat R

11/11/17

 

Pat R

 

11/10/17

For
#Carpe Diem Haiku Kai : Past Regrets, Future Fears

&

Thotpurge Micropoetry Month Day 11

 

Splash of Color


fallen leaves
splash color under
autumn skies

Ooops! We are suppose to be using synonyms, so here goes: –

fallen fronds
splash color under
gray fall skies

Pat R

11/07/17

For
Colleens Weekly Poetry Challenge : Leaves & Autumn

Daily Haiku Challenge

 

Smooth & Hand

shore made smooth by waves
set aglow from setting sun..
gem in hands of time

Pat R

11/06/17

For Thotpurge Micropoetry

For Ronovan Writes Haiku

 

Haibun Monday – Kindness

It’s Monday over at dVerse poets. Haibun Monday. This week the topic is “kindness”. Pop over, have a read and join in from here.This is my entry.

I’m in the Victorian House enclave of Brooklyn. They’re filming a movie. So this usually means no parking spaces for mere mortals. I find a spot. I’m backing in and the guy behind me is opening his hood. I park and go about my business.
I come back to my car and there’s a ticket on it. I’m irritated. I don’t remember a parking meter. Damn!

This guy is where I left him. Only this time he has booster cables attached to his battery. Traffic is slow, yet no one stops I pullout and back up next to his car. I pop the hood of my car to the sound of blaring horns behind me. He turns the key in his ignition, the car starts. He gave me the biggest smile, thanking me perfusely. Then I noticed his small grand daughter in the car. Suddenly, I was no longer irritated.

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in the shelter
of dried maple leaves
a seedling

Pat R

10/30/17

For

dVerse  Poets

 

Daily haiku challenge

#OctPoWriMo

Mournful Notes


mournful notes
waft through autumn sky
soul searching on tenor sax

Pat R

10/29/17

Daily Prompt Gratitude

Daily Haiku Challenge

OctPoWriMo