New Dawn

she scribbles memories
as they emerge from the fog
dwindling recall
evident in speech pattern
in twilight, hopes for new dawn

Pat R


For Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge where the prompt are synonyms of “Origin & Write” I used Dawn & Scribble


A Knowing

the blush of autumn
now long gone, a quiet grace
takes its turn in time –
through creaky bones, a knowing –
like spring vines set to run wild

Pat R


For Tanka Tuesday over at Colleen Weekly Tanka Tuesday

Inevitable Journey


deep into autumn
color of the fallen leaves fade
gone are illusions
inevitable journey
a path we all have to take

Pat R


Micropoetry Month Day 7
Over at Thotpurge. with Rajani. Today we write a tanka. Pop over for a read, and join

Daily Haiku Challenge




In response to Carpe Diem Prompt #720, “if taken in my hand”

if taken in my hand
it would vanish in hot tears
autumn frost
© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)


frost on the branches
melts in the early sunlight
life passes

my hair turned gray

as if it was the frost
on bare branches

© Chèvrefeuille

For further inspiration there is a commercial running in our area that has a little boy asking,

“……how come no one wants to get old, I thought getting older meant living longer….”

Good question I thought. I don’t remember what they were selling but it had me reflecting, relates to this post I think.

Here is my response:


in moving through time

reflecting on life’s passions

no mourning for youth