On my walk a few days ago I saw this on a sidewalk. It looked recent, but it wasn’t. This is an image with deep grooves. It looks like someone had taken the time to do this while the concrete was still wet. Usually, when I see these, it amounts to a stained imprint. This wasn’t that.
there it was
living a life held in time –
a once lively sprig
Pat
1/04/22
These last few months were spent discovering what I am made of. I could have done without it. It was not pretty.
It felt like a series of gut punches featuring endings that cumulated with a teetering on the brink. This left all in the family breathless. That saying about crap coming in threes – no exaggeration!!
I am, however, still standing. I was blessed with the strength to pull back from the brink. And for this, I am thankful it is autumn still.
autumn leaves
nestle in blue skies
as winter nears
Pat
11/22/21
For dVerse where Frank is hosting and thoughts on Giving Thanks is the focus. Pay a visit here.
thriving still
amidst autumns chill
a rose thrills
Pat
flurry of leaves
ride the wind –
autumn drizzle
Pat
10/22/21
one true question –
will there be signs near the end,
or will it just be
Pat
8)23/21
For Ronovan Writes Haiku where the prompt is Question & Sign. For more responses go here
a parting –
all gray swept away
by new light
Pat
8/23/21
celestial bodies
in a final flourish
though no longer youngish
exit with flair
Pat
8/18/21
For Tanka Tuesday an Ekphrastic Poem. To read other entries, go here
push back from nature
scorched earth, epic floods earthquakes –
no pulling back now
Pat
8/17/21
For Ronovan Writes Haiku where the prompt words are Push & Pull
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wind in trees
the russle of leaves and
cicada songs-
Pat R
8/17/21
Linking to Cees Flower of the Day FOTD, to participate or see other entries go here:
thoughts and entanglements 