Wish & Magic

Photo taken at the Terminal Market in Brooklyn where all things plants and food can be found. Spring is the time of year when the romantic gardens in my head bears little resemblance to the reality in my yard. Nonetheless, I dream on and capture it all in photographs.

at the dawn of spring
magical awakenings
wishes start anew
old worries dissipate and
I’m a part of all things new

Pat R

4/19/17

For Tanka Tuesday with Colleen

Hard & Soft


from hard frozen ground
the most delicate seedlings –
the magic of spring
brings old limbs a taste of youth
clad in soft delicate blooms

Pat R

4/12/17

For Tanka Tuesday with Colleen

Love


on this life journey
we have navigated all
we laughed and we cried –
autumn of our lives now filled
with warm loving reflections

Pat R

4/04/17

#Haiku, #Tanka, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose

For Tanka Tuesday

&

NaPoWriMo Day 4

Clouds & Spring

the light of the sun
in hiding behind dark clouds
a rainy spring day

I embrace the first raindrops
thankful for hidden blessings

Pat R

3/28/17

Tanka Tuesday

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/

Help & Smile

I can’t help but smile

when I think of you – long walks

sharing hopes and dreams

your help as the waves claimed sand

beneath my feet, I felt safe

Pat R

2/28/17

For

Tanka Tuesday

Rainy Days

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wind starts door creaking
curtains billow through windows
dust from parched earth rise
as gray skies give way, raindrops
clamor – kids on porch with friends

OR

wind starts door creaking
curtains billow through windows
dust from parched earth rise
kids on the  porch with their friends
paper boats in hand, pure joy

Pat R

2/22/17

The prompt is
Door& Friend
over at Tanka Tuesday with Colleen

#Tanka Tuesday, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines

https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/02/21/colleens-weekly-tanka-poetry-challenge-22-door-friend/#comment-40807