elegant perch –
beads of diamond on blades of grass
the light of dawn
Pat R
8/23/20
Linking to Eugi’s Weekly Prompt ‘ Night Meets Day”
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Tag Archives: poems
Flower of The Day – Dandelion
a wild thing
going through it’s phases –
dandelion
Pat R
8/12/20
For Cee’s Flower of The Day Challenge
A Russle
(Took this photo in the park, a tree sanctuary. I often wonder how this shape came to be)
a quiet russle
grows to excited chatter
a swift breeze moves through
as I near the shaded grove
I pause at the sound of change
Pat R
7/29/20
Over at Colleen’s it’s theme week. This is the quote we are using for inspiration, provided by Sue Vincent. To read more or to participate go here.
“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.” Herman Hesse
Flower Of the Day FOTD
Meet Day Lily, we met at the park yesterday. She was one of two, all by their lonesome. Interesting, I thought 😊.
day lily
rises with the sun
a wild child
Pat R
7/09/20
For Cee’s Flower Of The Day FOTD
Full Moon
wisps of smokey cloud
drift slowly across full moon –
sultry summer night
Pat R
7/07/20
For Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge “Buck Moon”
&
For Tanka Tuesday over at Colleen’s where it’s Poet’s choice. To join in or do some reading go here.
Fireflies
at my door
luring me into the night
fireflies
Pat R
7/4/20
Unfurling
in the unfurling
bold sunflower takes a stand
sharing summer sun
Pat R
6/28/20
Off Color
My walks feel more like an escape from detention. So I find myself paying closer attention to the landscape. The park grounds keeper is clearly still struggling with this delayed upkeep. Wildflowers have taken over.
Often, I would come across a patch of yellow, with a pink one snuggled comfortably in their midst. How nice!
off color
in the overgrowth –
wild iris
Pat R
6/27/20
For Frank’s Weekly Haikai Challenge where the prompt is ‘Wild Iris’
Garden Snail
Met this fellow in the park yesterday. He practically stood still for his closeup. Citified! I read somewhere that squirrels eat garden snails at times. Must be during times of ‘making do’. I’ve lived through a couple of those myself😊. Even so, what a way to go – inners gone, shell tossed.
broken
and empty –
shell of a garden snail
Pat R
6/27/20
Nightfall
at nightfall
a sprinkling
of fireflies
Pat R
6/25/20
Linked to Open Link Night OLN over at dVerse Poet’s pub. Stop by and do some reading here or join in.
