Fairies

riding edge of waves
young fairies trapped in bubbles
freed on sandy shore

Pat R

7/19/16

For Carpe Diem Haiku  Summer Retreat – One With Nature

30 days of haiku, consider this an open invitation to join in. We would love to have you. Read more about it and other entries here:

Carpe Diem Haiku #3

 

 

Writer’s Quote Wednesday

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A bit late but I’ve been tweaking all week it seems.

So this is my quote, one of mine..a haiku

“Once upon a time
A portal to tales and lore
Unrestrained fancy”

Pat R

10/26/14

And here is what resulted:

Overcast skies found her
sitting by the window hoping for rain
At the first raindrops she was on her feet
and soon took position by the hollowed out tree
Her favorite tree where imagination roams free
Rainy day puddle trembles
Sideway raindrops plop and splash
Sending micro waves wandering
So it’s surf’s up for fairies
With raindrops splashing her forehead
she stooped for a closer look
to see what she came to see
Bubbles skate the surface
splashing and popping
Fairies riding in bubbles would break out and flee
A secret giggle escapes and trickled into laughter
Now she had seen
what she came to see

Pat R

3/26/16

For Writer’s Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge #WQWWC

Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge,” co-sponsored with Ronovan Hester of Ronovan Writes, and SilverThreading.com

http://silverthreading.com/2016/03/23/wqwwc-writers-quote-wednesday-writing-challenge-magic/

Periwinkle

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So I needed a dose of periwinkle – purple

I don’t know why

It gives me the warm and fuzzy

I don’t know why

But I do know it’s coming from childhood

In a good way, hence the warm and fuzzy

And I don’t care why

Colors and memories

Memories and colors

Fairies might have been involved

Periwinkle

PR

2/27/15

FAIRIES

The hollow of tree trunk
A known gateway for fairies
She paused in pouring rain
Awaiting their appearance

This is how they took a
Bath she knew it had to be
But each time she blinked
Only a ripple did she see

She knew ripples were from the raindrops

They were drawing the fairies’ bath
So there she stood patiently
Waiting to see what she came to see

PR

11/25/14

http://www.octpowrimo.com/2014/10/poetry-prompts-magic-and-possibilities.html?m=1