Shadows

Prompt –
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge: All Hallows’ Eve Poetry Slam

“I am in truth the Steppenwolf that I often call myself;
that beast astray that finds neither home nor joy nor nourishment
in a world that is strange and incomprehensible to him.”~ Herman Hesse, Steppenwolf ~

shadows trudge
through mist and moon light –
whispering

Pat R

10/29/16

For Elusive Trope @ Specks and Fragments

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A MURMUR

vines warm to fall colors
withered leaves wander in breeze
summer now a murmur in the rustle

Pat R

10/23/16

 

DEVOTION

dancing
under night sky
to love songs
all is light in the universe
morning blooms has wings
quiet devotion

Pat R

10/21/16

You may recognise this one, it is the original from which I created the haiku “Morning Blooms”.

This is in response to a prompt for Elusive Trope @ Specks and Fragments.

The prompt/quote: A Chorus Line

“The plot thickens. The chorus speaks.”
– Herbert Blau

Well, I don’t know if any could quailfy as a “chorus”, but here they are. Maybe ‘A Murmur’.

A facinating concept for this prompt though. It had me digging into Herbert Blau, an interesting fellow:)

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