Winter Ice

at creek’s edge
coat of winter ice
chips slowly

Pat R


For Haiku Horizons : Chip



Pleasantly Surprised – Haibun


It is an odd view from the window. Bare woods, tree branches stark naked unmoved by birds or breeze. Just engulfed in fog. The type that brings with it a chill that is not easily shaken. I sit cuddling my mug of tea pondering the movement of the sunlight through the morning fog. I liken it to an impressionist painting without the colors. What else could be moving through that mist unseen, I wonder. Then, there they were!

family of deer
fawn lags behind distracted
headed to the creek

Pat R


For dVerse Poets Pub where tonight is haibun monday and the prompt is : Pleasantly Surprised


Ode to Mountain Air



This mountain air
Grabs ahold of me
Mind and body
Feels lighter in this air

In this mountain air
Songs of the wind
In trees a more baudy chorus
In tumbling creek
Rivulets and gurgles
Dance their way
Into my consciousness
Calming me before I know

In this mountain air
A bird holds fast
To swaying branch
As wind ruffles his tail
A gust of wind
Has never been so vivid
My sleep is deep
Restoring my soul
In this mountain air

Pat R


For dVerse Poets Pub where the challenge is to write Odes, poem of praise.
Another first for me ☺☺

For dVerse Poets Pub



Thorpurge. Micropoetry Month Day 10


Weekly Photo Challenge: Earth

I was up in the mountains yesterday sitting by the creek, listening to its stories:

creek running wild, spring dance


sitting by the creek
listening to its stories
clear waters running wild
spring dance

Pat R


DP Weekly Photo Challenge: Earth



Arise! Spring has sprung
Mountain creek is holding court
A roaring spring melt

Pat R


For Carpe Diem Haiku
For more details on the prompt or to participate go here

Inspired by:

O slumbering one, the beloved has arrived, arise!

Brush off the dust of sleep and self, arise!

Behold the good will has arrived,

Come not before him with tears, arise!

The mender of concerns has come to you,

O heavy-hearted one, arise!

O one afflicted by separation,

Behold the good tidings of the beloved’s union, arise!

O you withered by autumn,

Now spring has come, arise!

Behold the New Year brings a fresh life,

O withered corps of yesteryear, up from your tomb, arise!

© Tahirih (Tr. Farzaneh Milani)

True Silence


my inner voice
like remnants of an echo
thrives in true silence


in the peaceful scenes
of the mountains silence reigns
melodious creek
and the wind in trees bring me
to a place of true silence

Pat R


For Carpe Diem Namasté The Spiritual Way #5 self consciousness
To see other entries or to join in go here

Inspired by:

old barn
in the middle of the field
so desolate
a playground for the wind
deep silence of no where

(c) Chèvrefeuille


“…There is a silence where hath been no sound,
There is a silence where no sound may be,
In the cold grave—under the deep deep sea,
Or in the wide desert where no life is found,
Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound;
No voice is hush’d—no life treads silently,
But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free,
That never spoke, over the idle ground:
But in green ruins, in the desolate walls
Of antique palaces, where Man hath been,
Though the dun fox, or wild hyena, calls,
And owls, that flit continually between,
Shriek to the echo, and the low winds moan,
There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone. …”

(c) Thomas Hood

Also for

Melody from Creek

Recent Photo of Brooklyn skies

at daybreak
melody from creek
fills warm air
lark’s occasional warble
rounds out the chorus

Pat R


For Carpe Diem Haiku

Daily Haiku Challenge