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Country Dreaming | #RonovanWrites #Haiku #Challenge 291 Charm & Harm

hilly, green pastoral scene with stands of trees and stone walls

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #291 Charm&Harm

dreams of rustic charms…
the thickets and stone fences
shelter all from harm

butterflies rest on cows’ ears
trout and flies share pasture news

Copyright © 2020-02-06, by Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.

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Image by Tim Hill from Pixabay

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Sunday in the park | #RonovanWrites #Haiku #Challenge 290 Jump & Asp

Frog - Pix

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #290 Jump&Asp

bronze lagoon dragon…
frogs jump from its burbling tongue
to fake lily pads

[senryu]. Copyright © 2020-01-28, by Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.

 

Substitution: asp = dragon

 

Image by Ulrike Leone from Pixabay.

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Near, yet so far | #RonovanWrites #Haiku Challenge Whole/Empty

PSM V58 D423 Rifts in the milky way photographed by barnard

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #272 Empty&Whole

empty of moonlight
a river of brilliant stars
across the whole sky
strewn farther than eyes can see
but nearer than childhood’s dreams

 

Copyright © Lizl Bennefeld, 2019/09/24. All rights reserved.

 

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All Together, Now | #RonovanWrites #Haiku #Weekly #Challenge 268 Gratitude, Harmony

Piano sheet music, aged

harmony
many singers, many songs
of thankfulness

rooster’s hymn to morning’s light
wisdom of the owl’s “whoo”

Copyright © 2019-08-30, by Elizabeth W. Bennefeld.

gratitude = thankfulness

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#RonovanWrites #Haiku : Wins and Losses

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #229 Win&Lose

I have lost and won
but looking back, I can’t tell
losses from the wins

roads that turn and twist can change
the balance of a life


Copyright © 2018-11-28, by Liz Bennefeld.

Posted in Haiku, Making Memories, Personal, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Retrospection

#RonovanWrites #Haiku : Future and Hope – Squirreled away

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #228 Future/Hope

Going Home
Squirrel People

squirrels are putting by
autumn’s seeds for future meals
spring’s hopeful promise


Copyright © 2018-11-19, by Lizl Bennefeld.

My father put out suet and seeds for the birds and squirrels that made their home in our back yard, shaded by close to a dozen old cottonwood trees, a newer maple, and a hedge of tall lilac trees with purple flowers at springtime, a hedge along the north and west sides of the double lot. One of my brothers now lives there with his wife, where his children and their children gather.

I wrote a poem related to this photograph in 2000, republished in a blog post titled “Going Home” in 2015. The squirrels would also climb up the screen windows looking in on our breakfast table, impatient for us to finish eating, at which time Dad would feed them the leftover pancakes on the back porch.

 

Posted in Making Memories, Personal, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Reflections, Writing

All in Love | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

#RonovanWrites #Haiku #Weekly #Challenge no 220: He and She.

Remembering our Parents

he and she loved each
other and the whole wide world
and taught us the same

that flowers and people grow, all
in colors of God’s love

Copyright © 2018-09-26, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Remembering my mother and father, who also inspired this poem, written for them in 1987:

“Born of Love”

written for my parents

You taught me how to stand apart,
to understand and be myself.
You gave me the courage to walk alone
when none would join me.
You showed me how to look through words
into the worlds that others live in.

You taught me how to listen
with my heart and dare to make
no judgments
but those born of love.

Copyright © Christmas 1987, by Elizabeth W. Bennefeld.

After their deaths, 103 days apart at ages 94 and 100, the poem, which  had been framed, came back to me with other keepsakes from their home.

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Night Voices

 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #218 Steam&Cover

steam off still water
gentle blanket of moonlight
muffled cries of loons

awake before the morning
hearing voices in the night

Copyright © 2018-09-12, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Synonym: cover=blanket

I somehow associate the crying of the loons across the lake with death… (thinking, perhaps, of banshees?) The rising mist and soft moonlight, the voices of loons soothing me back into sleep, moonlight in my dreams and the clouds behind the moon.

 

 

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End of Days and Years | Old & Days, #RonovanWrites #Haiku

 

dead and molding plants and seeds removed from garden
Golden Leavings

As the day grows old, as all days do, longing for the cool of night no longer wakes the mind. Dreams turn into smoke that does not shelter from the lingering heat of sun’s strong rays. The mind wonders—wanders. Vicious cravings for victory drown beneath the surface of the longing for kinder truths…for camaraderie that wasn’t…old friends who never were…conversations that were really only one way—battles to be fought and never lost, no matter what the cost.

at day’s end flowers
growing older—rot…their seeds
parched by earth’s hot tears

Copyright © 2018-07-09, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

Odd trains of thought while exercising in the gazebo, first thing this morning, left me with this poem for #RonovanWrites #Haiku Weekly Poetry Prompt Challenge: Old and Days.  I hope to be inspired to write one in a different vein before the week’s end.

 

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Finding the way | #RonovanWrites #Haiku Chance & Unite

Written in response to Ronovan Writes Haiku Weekly Challenge #208: Chance & Unite.

crows gathering in the neighborhood
Returning Home

chance winds scatter us…
unite the senses with the will
to bring us home

Copyright © 2018-07-02, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Strength in Numbers

gathering numbers
flying in good weather…then
resting—gaining strength

Copyright © 2018-07-02, by Lizl Bennefeld.

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Home but not free, Free but not home | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

Finding My Way Home

Belonging, being part of a home, as opposed to just living in a house with other people, gives opportunities (and the hazards involved) in opening oneself to caring. Sometimes, beyond forever. One can “leave” home, but bring it along. One may add to it, piling joy on joy. Lose its pieces … its people. Sometimes home vanishes from sight. Through the hurt, one waits to recognize and rediscover it in its new guise.

home is where my heart
was broken into pieces—
love and healing…free gifts

Copyright © 2018-05-28, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Written in response to the Weekly Challenge Prompt #203: Home&Free.

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The Senses | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

The Forest

 

delicate as
the heartbeat of a tree
strong as a boulder

love’s not always visible
but it’s near enough to touch

Copyright © 2018-05-21, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

 

Substitution: fragile for delicate
#RonovanWrites #Haiku #Weekly #Challenge no 202: Fragile & Heartbeat.

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Silent among the Roses | #RonovanWrites #Haiku no. 194

stylized rose
Dream Rose

Written for #RonovanWrites #Haiku weekly prompt no. 194: Goddess&Worship.

goddess of flowers…
English roses primp and preen
bathed in sunlight

reverence for your heady scent
outweighs the peril of your thorns

Copyright © 2018-03-27, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Reverence = Worship

 

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The Allure of Dawn | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

Blue Wild Flax Flower in the Mist, 2017-08-26, by Lizl Bennefeld

 

fresh scent of mist
as flowers take a breath at dawn
then stretch and sigh

but night’s sweet sleep outweighs
morning’s tangy invitation

Copyright © 2018-02-27, by Lizl Bennefeld, Fargo, N.D. USA.

Pingback: RonovanWrites Haiku Weekly Challenge #190 – tart and sweet

tangy = tart

.

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Zen, Tranquility | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

tranquility
thoughts settled and set aside
no noise intrudes

peace of mind can be achieved…
the world without illusion

Copyright © 2018-02-19, by Lizl Bennefeld.

For other entries and information on how to participate in this weekly challenge, see: #RonovanWrites #Haiku weekly prompt no. 189 – Zen and Noise.

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One November Night | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

Leonid Meteor

My husband and I stood on the front steps during a meteor shower, one cold night, staring at the sky. Marvelous to share the wonder.

 

quietly
between one breath and the next
a shooting star
slips quickly past my eyes…
still a fondest memory

Copyright © 2018-02-12, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

Pingback: #RonovanWrites #Haiku weekly prompt no. 188 – Quick and Slip, and information on how to take part in this weekly writing challenge.

 

Photo by Navicore (Own work) [CC BY 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

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Shy, blushing rose | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

Wild rose Rosa woodsii closeup

shy, blushing rose
lift your face to greet
morning’s light

thorns cannot shield you from
the glance of friends or strangers

Copyright © 2018-02-05, by Lizl Bennefeld.

See this page #RonovanWrites #Haiku weekly prompt no. 187 – Shy and Blush to participate in this weekly challenge!

Flower photo: Woods rose (Rosa woodsii)

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Celestial Body | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

Evening moon on 29 January 2018
 

celestial body
do not come so close to Earth…
it…we are fragile

do not prove that mere belief
cannot alone shift your course

Copyright © 2018-01-29, by Lizl Bennefeld.

pingback: Prompt Challenge 186 — Body / Close.

Guidelines for participating in this weekly challenge can be found at http://ronovanwrites.com

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Singing Sentinels | #RonovanWrites #Haiku no. 185

abandoned rowboat beneath trees along the lake
Summers at the Lake

Written for #RonovanWrites #Haiku weekly prompt no. 185: Sing and Peace.

high peeping voices
singing frogs … sudden silence
warns of broken peace

The calls of crows in sunlit afternoon announce intruders. Cheerful voices of amphibians that suddenly go still in evening and night hours, announce those same trespassers, trace their paths, with sudden silences.

Copyright © 2018-01-23, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

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Hope & Illusions | #RonovanWrites #Haiku

dreams don reality
as a cloak of illusions
hiding hope away

It’s never too late to start
over and take a new path

Copyright © 2018-01-08, by Lizl Bennefeld.
All rights reserved.

 

synonym: magic=illusion
definition: don=put on; get dressed in; slip on (or into)

Photo: Snapshot taken in Central Park, Manhattan; Spring 2007.

Pingback: #RonovanWrites #Haiku weekly prompt no. 183 – Magic and Hope.

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Written in Frost | #RonovanWrites Haiku no. 181

Nature’s Art

winter’s frost etchings
decorate the front window
thanks to old Jack Frost

nightmares drawn on window panes
the horror of 40 below

Copyright © 2017-12-28, by Lizl Bennefeld, North Dakota U.S.

 

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Blizzard Warning | #RonovanWrites no. 178

Blizzard Warning

trees bend in the wind
December blizzard warning
rain to ice…now, snow

better thoughtful than daring
better careful than bold

Copyright © 2017-12-04,
by Lizl Bennefeld.
All rights reserved.

 

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