Flare & Steam

geysers flare
from the steamy springs
earth’s caldron

Pat R

12/12/17

For Ronovan Writes Haiku

 

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Colorless Sky

 

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a colorless sky –
lots of crows on bare branches
replace autumn leaves

what attributes did they bring
maybe the winter will tell

Pat R

11/20/17

For Thotpurge Micropoetty Month

Weekly Photo Challenge: Transformation

 

 

Gardenia Scent

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gardenia scent wafts
as we snuggle on the porch
under summer moon.

Pat R

11/15/17

For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge Prompt : Smell & Cozy ( using synonyms).

 

Haibun

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*Photo

Waves of fallen leaves
Being chased by autumn gust
A moving quilt
Twin maples now stand naked
Undressed for fall
No doubt undergoing their
Syrup making phase
It is the oddest thing still,
to get a whiff of maple syrup
Untouched by humans come spring
After these many years,
This amazes me still

blue smoke curls
around burning log
telling tales

Pat R

1/12/17

For

Thotpurge Micropoetry Month

* Photo of a wall of a building Downtown Brooklyn painted mat black and the artist add these doodles. The whole facade, top to bottom, looks like scribbling on chalk board. But this is far from temporary. Fascinating! !

 

Celestial Dots


Photo credit, prompt is photo.

 

into this life
a star or two has fallen –
celestial dots

Pat R

11/02/17

For Sonya over at ‘only100words

 

&

Rajani over at Thotpurge
Where she is hosting a month of micropoetry. Do drop by and join in

 

Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #2

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

dVerseĀ  Poets

 

Daily haiku challenge

#OctPoWriMo