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Awake too soon

cocker spanial asleep on the bed
Sleeping Scamper Puppy

warm puppy pile
cozy heater, quiet snores
one more nap

Copyright © 2021-02-04, by Lizl Bennefeld.
(NaHaiWriMo, Day 4.)

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Rough Chopped Breakfast | Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 342

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 342 Rough and Season


rough chop the fixings
melt some butter in the pan
season eggs to taste

serve fancy meals to your guests
when you’re alone, please yourself

Copyright © 2021-01-26, by Lizl Bennefeld.


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Look forward to Spring | Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 340

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 340 RELEASE and Simple.

release from darkness
simple joy in springtime’s breeze
relax into peace

whispering of butterflies
morning songs of cheerful birds

Copyright © 2021-01-11, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Image by Ronny Overhate from PixabayPixabay

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In or Out? Prompt: Fence

garden fence, our backyard fence, and neighbors' wire mesh fences
The Scampers & Three Fences

there’s new mesh fencing
just outside our backyard fence…
keeping rabbits out

hidden in my flower garden
new burrow, new-sown seed

Copyright © 2018-06-02, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Our backyard neighbors, being annoyed at the neighborhood rabbits eating in the backyards, have put mesh fencing (“chicken wire”) along our ~120-foot fence. And so the rabbits have no quick way to escape into our yard when chased. Last fall, we bought a set of sturdy metal decorative fencing units to keep the Scampers from wandering through my wildflowers, looking for lost toys, found bunnies, or interesting ‘tween-meal snacks.

This morning, the first outing of the day, before the rain started up, again, I spotted a section of the wildflower garden with no vegetation towering over flowers. Sure enough! Needing a safe place to hide a family, the rabbit dug a burrow in the midst of my wildflowers. Cleared a swath! That would be the rabbit that the Scampers chased out of the yard when we first came out.

rabbit burrow (close-up) in the midst of the garden.
Home, Sweet Home

In the renewed rainfall, I have scattered a packet of basil seeds and what was left of last year’s wildflower mix around the burrow in hopes that it will hide the entrance and keep out the afternoon’s bright sunlight. While I do pull out the long grass in the garden and nonflowering clover and such, I let volunteer flowers (sweet clover, a few dandelions, white campion, &c.) grow among the flowers for which I bought new seed.

Best wishes for your day!

The current rabbit population looks to be descendants of Sam’s Rabbit.

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Day 14, Open Air Dining | #NaPoWriMo2018

I decided to go back to yesterday’s poetry prompts list and write a poem to go with my favorite grasshopper photograph.

Brewer: “For today’s prompt, pick an insect (any insect), make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “Praying Mantis,” “Ants,” and “Grasshoppers.” I’ll even except other creepy crawlies, like spiders, slugs, and leeches (shiver). Sorry in advance if this prompt gives you the heebie-jeebies; feel free to use insect repellent in your verse.”

Suave Photo Subject (Photo © by Elizabeth W. Bennefeld. All rights reserved).


one warm summer day
a debonair grasshopper
dines on a flower

spotting a street photographer
he grins between bites and bows

Copyright © 2018-04-14, by Elizabeth Bennefeld.

Originally published on The Moments Between blog.

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Day 26, Life-long learning | #NaPoWriMo2018

flower seed packets scattered on a desk
Next month’s flowers

nahaiwrimo:April 26 LEARN

Real life-long learning doesn’t have to be profound or deep or even long-lasting. Doing so keeps us young! While in Boston this last weekend, I learned that I love lobster rolls. I also learned that I love the warm welcoming people I met. Learning something new blesses us all in one way or another and perhaps only in hindsight. Onward!

a water pail
moist dirt between my toes
sunlight’s warmth
after a lingering winter
it’s time to plant flowers

Copyright © 2018-04-26, by Elizabeth Bennefeld.

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Day 24: Growing Up | #NaPoWriMo2018

hometown cemetery

Prompt for the day, Cayahoga library: List all the jobs you have had, including volunteer work and other unpaid jobs. Turn the list into a list poem by rearranging, repeating or just titling it. /Or/ write a poem about one of them.

I thought I’d stick to the jobs during grade school and high school, leaving out the gardening chores, since that really was free labor for the common good.


“It’s good for you”

My first jobs, tedious but
character- and muscle-building
picking rocks at springtime
in farmers’ fields
kids’ time is cheaper than repairs

Father rented us out by the day

The second summer job lasted
much shorter than it seemed
which was always and forever
clipping grass around stones
mowing the cemetery grounds
setting traps for ground squirrels
who spoiled painstaking work—
lugging pails of well water
to drown the pests or
drive them out

Should have stuck with the rock picking

The best job of my childhood
was selling door to door
in a small town every household
finds the need for more stationery
cards for none or all occasions
so their children find buyers, too

Pay-off was a week or two
each August far away from home
for private and group lessons,
ensemble, band and choir rehearsals

Brass ensemble work cost extra…
Worth the miles walked to get there

Copyright © 2018-04-24, by Elizabeth Bennefeld.


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Day 27: Wind and Water (final version) | #NaPoWriMo2018

waves beat on the shore
playing footsies with strangers
then slipping away

wind and sand party along
the beach … Catch me if you can!

Copyright © 2018-04-27, by Elizabeth Bennefeld, final version.

Prompt: Ronovan Writes Haiku challenge of 23 April 2018: Beat and Party.

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Day 20 – Energy | #NaPoWriMo2018

Flowers in Rain (2014-08-02)

exuberant raindrops
keep time against the window
until the cloud-break

streams send water toward the sea
as shadows turn to light

Copyright © 2018-04-30, by Elizabeth Bennefeld.

Note: Finishing up with the missed/delayed poem postings for #NaPoWriMo2018. Searching for photographs to go with the poems.

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Back in the Day (30 November 2017)

Brewer: For today’s prompt, write a “back in the day” poem. You might also
call this a “good old days” poem or a “bad old days” poem. To me, back in
the day is synonymous with history–but a kind of personal history (even if
shared among a community).

gold field…harvest time
footprints and downed stalks trail us
our shortcut home

— Elizabeth Bennefeld, Copyright © 2017-11-30.

In childhood, we wandered throughout the neighboring pastures and fields, afternoons and early evenings and weekend days. We swam in the creeks and marshes, rivers and shallow pond, often coming home soaked to the skin and coated with mud. When we arrived home in answer to Mother’s call, she often made us strip at the back door and sprayed us down with the garden hose until we were clean enough to come into the house, put on clean clothes, and help set the table for supper.