between two sparrows
a tumbling-mid-air-to-ground
brawl, a ruckus ploy
depleted, one pulls way back-
entranced, horn rouse me from wonder
Pat R
6/25/19
plan…ploy
spend…deplete
For Tanka Tuesday over at Colleen’s the prompt words are synonyms for Plan & Spend. I used Ploy & Deplete. See other entries here.
norms devoured, I’m
riveted by the mayhem –
tales taller than most
delivered with conviction,
bringing darkness a new birth
Pat R
6/13/19
We’re using synonyms over at Colleens for Tanka Tuesday..given words are Beginning & Consume. I used Birth & Devour.
a spider’s web
built overnight,
it’s very well splayed
breeding unrest
among those that fly,
troublesome times
Pat R
6/03/19
strange ferocity,
delighting in turbulence –
shadowy figures
slips in and out of the cold
life in most intriguing times
Pat R
3/21/18
For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge where the prompt words are: Joy & Fury ( synonyms of)
I used Delight & Turbulence
Lately, I have been feeling like I have been living in Animal Farm. I hate that damn book! I read it in my infancy. I was twelve, and it was my first year of High School. Yes, back then we started High School at 12 and finished at 17. I loved that book! That is, until my teacher busted my bubble. Class discussions opened my eyes to the fact that this book was about humans behaving very badly. To this day I remember the quote I asked the most questions about in class. “All animals are equal, but some are more equal than others”. I hate that damn book!
smoke unfurls-
a veil of antics
hides fire
Pat R
6/15/17
For
Colleen Chesebro Weekly Photo challenge
Photo – That’s the moon! Taken 2 days ago off the pier the moon was rising as the sun was setting. Awesome!
an uneasy peace
small glimpse of spirit of hope
hanging by a thread
frayed nerves huddle in witness,
interesting times are afoot
Pat R
12/13/16
the masked is unmasked
by cantankerous tricksters
nasty ranglings
Pat R
10/31/16
For Haiku Horizons
This political season there has been a lot of flinging in the dirt and just plain flinging dirt. Now everyone is in the dirt. Roaming hands and Weiners, weiners in hand! Yep! We’re headed into the final bout…Who shall it be!!
Who. Shall. It. Be!
