Holding On

Last evening while the setting sun was writing its own story cantankerous clouds to the right were leaving deep smudges in the evening skies.

The bird songs outside my window were unrelenting, piercing the roar of the harsh spring winds. Even the delicate cherry blossoms are standing up to this latest rage.

It seems we are all to discover what we are made of. In the end, we are all just holding on.

the ire of spring

that will not be placated –

belligerent storms

Pat

4/03/22

For Haibun Monday over at dVerse who is hosting with a theme of “Cherry Blossoms”. To view other entries go here

Also linking to Tanka Tuesday over at Colleen where the prompt is to take a photo from your day and write a poem in relation to it. To see other entries go here

Upheaval – Quadrille

Mass upheaval

A new madness on the march

intent on a deadly swath across the land.

Flexing power, thought long gone.

Terror now reins

unsettling time and space

Stuffing all through the eyes of this unforgiving storm

I wait, with tentative hopes for spring

Pat

3/8/22

For quadrille (a 44wordpoem) night over at dVerse Poets Pub where the prompt offered was “Eye”. Björn is hosting. To part take, or just read go here

War – Poetics Bold Tribute

…”Quaint and curious war is!”

Sons and daughters one and all
Go forth and live your young lives

As now, leaders who declare war
face each other like jousting knights
The rest of us shall stay home and place bets

Pat R

1/17/18

Inspired by:

“Yes; quaint and curious war is!
You shoot a fellow down
You’d treat if met where any bar is,
Or help to half-a-crown.”
⁃ Thomas Hardy
from, ‘The Man He Killed’

For dVerse Poets Pub

 

Peace & Spirit

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

Tanka Tuesday

Pat R
12/13/16

Unspeakable Deeds

duck butt in the air

Unspeakable Deeds

the sinew that unites us outweighs

the differences that are the causes of

conflicts that have us mourn

unspeakable deeds

and wonder how could such things be

time to do the thinking with the other end

PR

8/07/2014

WAR WOUNDS

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Photo from War exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum

WAR WOUNDS

of men who go to war

 the rest of us who have never seen war

dare to expect those who have made it through

to return to norm when there is no longer any norm

 after a man has seen death

come near to being dead

there is no fitting back in

 no matter how old they get

patches of horror continues to inhabit their soul

day to day survival then becomes their new war

PR

2/02/2014