
nesting
in the bare branches
of the berry tree –
the full moon
Pat
1/06/23
nesting
in the bare branches
of the berry tree –
the full moon
Pat
1/06/23
this garden
once ablaze in color
finally dressed for fall
now stands stark naked
suffering the ravages of winter
holding fast
Pat
1/06/23
One of everything resides in Brooklyn. This was drawing the coffin of the deceased, further down the road is the cemetery. This is the second one of these I’ve noted this past week. That one was leading a procession of cars. Then, as I sat in the traffic jam watching, tears were streaming down my cheeks. Who was this person? I don’t know this person! The things that nip you in the butt when you’re not looking. Life tales.
horse drawn hearse –
trips around the sun
at an end
Pat
1/06/2023
an exquisite fumble
for all to witness
crazy is wide awake
no longer lurks deep within
the door of nutsville flung wide open
as he melts all the way down
like a molten candle
never to regain its shape –
that thread that he hung by
now in free fall
Pat
12/11/22
For Moon washed Musings where the prompt is “Exquisite”. For further readings go here
bare branches
telling their stories –
autumn scribbles
Pat
11/09/22
pleased wishes came true-
a family gathering
’cause fate lends a hand
Pat
11/26/22
For Ronavan Writes Haiku, to see other entries go here
from the shoulders of ancestors, our elders tell their truths
incidentally – with purpose, without judgement
giving voice to a history
awash in wisdom –
this oral narrative
this homage to lineage –
the unheralded wind beneath all of our wings
unvarnished, at times colorful truths
as we gather together on this day
Pat
11/18/22
lurking behind
four year old eyes,
an old soul –
ancestors drift
on the wings of time…
Pat
11/18/22
a splash of color
warming autumns chill
the flower of the day
Pat
11/18/22
For Flower of the Day over at Cees
without warning
this unexpected loss –
an early december
This was read at the eulogy today. I am not sure if this belonged to the person who read it or if it was borrowed. In any case, it was fitting:-
“laugh when you can
cry when you must
apologize when you should and change the sphere of life if you will
dream big
take risks
study life’s plays feverishly
make the play
score the goal
volunteer your time
mend broken hearts
fall down but get up and learn from your mistakes
live life on purpose for a purpose and with purpose each and every day”
2/07/1958 – 10/31/2022
Pat
11/12/22
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