True Silence

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

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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

3/18/17

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 https://booknvolume.com/2016/10/18/lavish-dailyhaikuchallenge/

Hues of Autumn

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Taken in the mountains yesterday.

up in the mountains
immersed in hues of autumn –
drizzle of colors

Pat R

10/27/16

My first time participating in

Book n Volume Daily Haiku Challenge

where the prompt (or no prompt) is the :Season

Nude Beach

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Post in response to prompt :

Carpe Diem Time Glass #34, “juxtaposition”

nude bathing in the
mountain creek ‘s icy swim hole
three degree days

PR

7/06/15

Inspired by:

at the nude beach
the heat is overwhelming –
longing for the coolness
high up in the mountains
perpetual snow

(c) Chèvrefeuille

perpetual snow
reflects the sunlight –
I dream of a nude beach

(c) Chèvrefeuille

For further reading follow link

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2015/07/carpe-diem-time-glass-34-juxtaposition.html?m=1

Still Winter

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Yesterday I was in the mountains. I woke up, looked out the window and this is what I saw.

It was cold the air was crisp. The snow in the back was too deep to get to the creek ( didn’t bring my water boots).

It was beautiful. But it was time to retreat to Brooklyn, slowly.

 No snow!!

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Ice sculpture formed from water dripping from rock formations.

So far this winter, rain-snow-fog-ice-6 degree temp and 70 degree temp. Lots of topsy turvy.

PR

1/19/2014