dusk has passed moonlight and shadows puppy snores
Copyright © lizl bennefeld, 2022/12/19.
Image: “Scampers, Asleep”, lizl bennefeld, Photographer.
waterdrops crest of ocean waves rainbow light
Copyright © lizl bennefeld, 2022/12/17.
Image: “Rainbow Waves”, ©2012 by Zach Frailey, Photographer.
clear night sky looking at the past time's at rest
Copyright © lizl bennefeld, 2o22/12/o5.
Photo by André Ulysses De Salis: “Across the Night Sky”.
we are who we are at the moment...in this moment ephemeral each unique, ever changing becoming more of what we'll be
— lizl bennefeld, © 2022-12-01.
Winds of Change by NASA Goddard Photo and Video is licensed under CC-BY 2.0
winter winds sing out fairies gather on the hearth and dance in the flames
[haiku.] Copyright © 2022-11-28, by Lizl Bennefeld.
clouds of stars myriad lights and cosmic dust the endless void
[haiku.] Copyright © 2022-11-22, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Image: A Cosmic Tarantula, Caught by NASA’s Webb
clouds on the waterCopyright © 2022-11-17, by Lizl Bennefeld.
pathway to the stars
wavering of distant lights
empty promises in an artificial world leave now—don't go back
[senryu.] Copyright © 2022-11-16, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Another poem, written to this week’s prompt words.
feathered clouds strands of crystal ice breathless wind
Copyright © by Liz Bennefeld, 2022-03-07. All rights reserved.
It has been a long time since I wrote this poem, but it is one of my most favorite among those I have written in this century. (I may write another to this prompt, but for now I could not resist the repetition.)
Gift your muse quill pens
and bid her feathers whisper
love to your belovèd
Copyright © by Liz Bennefeld, 2015-10-26. All rights reserved.
four hours of sleep…enough
to embrace the day
the quiet hours before dawn
the vast oceans of thought
[tanka.] Copyright © 2022-01-24, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Image by Xuân Tuấn Anh Đặng from Pixabay.
the heart of the storm
willow branches sweep the ground
bending with the wind
scattered chairs left abandoned
as the party moved inside
Copyright © 2022.01.11, by Lizl Bennefeld.
“spring-willow” by JeremyOK is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
an old house on a hill …
Copyright © 2022.01.05, by Lizl Bennefeld.
brightly burning logs
their warmth and warm memories
old loves…no regrets
Copyright © 2022.01.03, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Photo by Craig Adderley on Pexels.com
the crowded hours
long days and longer nights
all the lonely years
where are the dreams of childhood?
where a pathway leading home?
[gogyohka.] Copyright © 2021-11-08, by Lizl Bennefeld.
no signs or symbols
some questions have no answers
what begins will end
sunrise comes to greet each day
bright clouds or looming darkness
Copyright © 2021/08/23 by Lizl Bennefeld.StockSnap from Pixabay
young to old
flow and ebb of life
the push and pull of moonlight
eternal ocean lullabies
Copyright © 2021/08/16 by Lizl Bennefeld.
Oddly, I don’t seem to have an image to go with this. It’s late at night, once again, and again I am at my keyboard, the dogs at the foot of the bed. I like this time of the night because everything around me has come to rest…except for me. I appreciate the quiet.
thoughts and second thoughts
present themselves past midnight
choices made in haste
words spoken and unspokenCopyright © 2021/08/09, by Lizl Bennefeld.
might swap places if they could
Obscuring the Moon
a screech-owl’s call
distant echoes in the dark…
a scratch at the door
rising winds rustle the leaves
as clouds erase the moon
Copyright © 2021•08•03, by Lizl Bennefeld.
a gull floats
above golden waves
Copyright © 2021•07•26, by Lizl Bennefeld.
jazz notes in the dark
send me back to memories—
when our world was new
one more kiss…one last caress
’til eternity with you
Copyright © 2021•07•19, by Liz Bennefeld.
The image at the top of the page is by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
create a web of shadows
weaving dark with light
scattered clouds and glowing stars
mirrored in a breathless lake
Copyright © 2021•07•12, by Lizl Bennefeld.
puffed-up summer clouds
urged along with breezy sighs
bask in morning’s lightCopyright © 2021-06-29, by Liz Bennefeld.
morning’s flower fly
who lands on tender petals
promises new blooms
Copyright © 2021•06•28. by Lizl Bennefeld.
chirping cricket choir
winds sing pine-tree lullabies
nestlings … fast asleep
Copyright © 2021•06•21 by Lizl Bennefeld.
dusty desert winds
yacht race on a dry lake bed
the drag of the sail
Copyright © 2021•06•14. by Lizl Bennefeld.
blue midday flowers
Copyright © 9 June 2021 by Liz Bennefeld
weeping willows sigh
as nature’s wind and raindrops
hammer at the roof
in the home hearth, embers glow
with memories of your love
Copyright © 2021•06•07 by Lizl Bennefeld.
through the damp and misty air
searching out pathways…
sights that you don’t want to see
tracks down which you should not go
Copyright © 1 June 2021, by Liz Bennefeld.
mix of dark and light
lines lend themselves to nature’s
Copyright © 24 May 2021, by Liz Bennefeld.
white anthers adorn
the flower’s golden center
and blue-petaled frame
the simple joys of springtime
between the warm, gentle rains
Copyright © 22 May 2021,
Liz Bennefeld, writer/artist
flower in the night
waiting for the sun to rise
petals hold their breath– lizl bennefeld, © 2021•05•05
yellow clings to hopeLizl Bennefeld, 2021–05-03
white tulips ask forgiveness
red vows endless love
wrap yourself in quiet
put sadness aside
look past pain to joy
deep rivers carve their way through stone
falling tears both heal and burn
[micropoem]. Copyright © 2021-04-27, by Liz Bennefeld.Alex Williams on Unsplash
light caught in a cup
the glow of tulip petals
at the sunbeam’s end
Copyright © 2021-03-24, by Lizl Bennefeld.
scorching fury of
midday sun and cloudless skies…
the broad cliff’s shade
the song of laughing water
as it bubbles from the spring
Copyright © 2020-10-06, by Lizl Bennefeld.
well met in laughter,
our parting shall be joyful—
lighten all our days
may the memories we cherish
be with us to time’s end
Copyright © 2020-08-11, by Liz Bennefeld.
with close thought to ways and means
leads to sanity
avoid the crazymakers
concentrate on moving on
Copyright © 2020-07-01, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Heading north, toward home on a puddle jumper in ’78 during hurricane season, the myriad stars below shining upward from rain-flooded fields. The plane landed, it seemed, at every airport along the way.
fade into clear black skies
raindrop mirrors show
heaven echoed in their wake
on placid new lakes below
Copyright © 2020-06-19, by Lizl Bennefeld.