fortune is another word for
taking chances, not guarantees
life is filled with happenstance (sometimes
Earth's core stops, then spins in reverse)
circumstances come with alternatives
and more than several points of view
copyright © lizl bennefeld, 2o23-o1-25.
Ronovan Writes SIJO Wednesday Poetry Challenge #46. Use FORTUNE as your inspiration this week.
reality is the sum
of everything that is and isn't
changed and constantly changing...
endless causes and effects
permanent uncertainty till
all the universes end
[sijo.] Copyright © Lizl Bennefeld, 2022-06-16
Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry Challenge #14. Use Reality as your inspiration this week.
plunged into darkness
rapid strikes of bolt lightning…
thunder may be late
Copyright © 17 May 2021, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 358 PLUNGE and Rapid
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 334 GRACE and Slip
graceful in the pond
koi slip under lily pads
sheltered from the sunthey gossip together and
lunch on tiny water bugs
Copyright © 2020-12-01, by Lizl Bennefeld.
time stretches out as
boredom blandly runs its course
towards the end of time
and sedimentation sets
thoughts and flesh in fragile stone
Copyright © 2020-08-26, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Image by Antonios Ntoumas from Pixabay
hunger comes in streaks
gnawing at concentration
thoughts have flown awaychase them as with butterflies
keep them in a canning jar
Copyright © 2020-08-04, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Inspired by RonovanWrites and the Décima or Espinela style.
my thoughts are too small
to encompass ten whole lines
they’d run out of breaththey would fall through the spaces
to the bottom of the sea
[tanka.] Copyright © 2020-04-15, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #291 Charm&Harm
dreams of rustic charms…
the thickets and stone fences
shelter all from harmbutterflies rest on cows’ ears
trout and flies share pasture news
Copyright © 2020-02-06, by Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #226 Question&Resolve
there are times when the
questions have no good answers
wherever you look
resolve to find new questions
that will actually make sense
Copyright © 2018-11-06, by Elizabeth Bennefeld.
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #222 Breath&Unite
bees share the breath of
flowers and trees…you and me
Earth’s gifts unite usocean waves laugh when
the fish swim beneath them and
tickle their wet feet
Copyright © 2018-10-09, by Lizl Bennefeld.
to buy or not to buy?
the world is too much with us…
Hobson’s faithless choice
Copyright © 2018-06-04, by Lizl Bennefeld.
#RonovanWrites #Haiku … but I do not always manage to do so.
RonovanWrites Haiku Weekly Challenge #204: Choice&Faith
complexity
the body of modern art—
old wood and tin cansdoves and robins come to sing
on wires traversed by squirrel feet
Copyright © 2018-05-14, by Lizl Bennefeld.
Written for #RonovanWrites #Haiku challenge 201: Body & Art.
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 repairsFather 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 outShould 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, tooPay-off was a week or two
each August far away from home
for private and group lessons,
ensemble, band and choir rehearsalsBrass ensemble work cost extra…
Worth the miles walked to get there
Copyright © 2018-04-24, by Elizabeth Bennefeld.
Due to both of my computers developing nonrecoverable disk drive problems, I am a bit behind on everything, now. I’ve finally gotten a cheap computer, which I’m trying to set up. It does not save my passwords for me! My next step is, I think, to try to set up my email on the desktop computer that’s been doing nothing for years other than processing SETI@Home data, since it’s still got Windows Live Mail on it, which I need for some of my domain mail.
Three weeks ago, I bought for myself (a birthday present) a leather-cased journal, thinking to get back into writing poetry by hand. This has turned out to be a good thing, because it gives me a total change of pace from the battle with passwords and backups and restores.
Once everything shakes down and a routine establishes itself, I will return to the process of figuring out what I need in a computer that will accommodate my art work and photo editing, also, and not just the writing, communication and social interactions.
Believe I will cross-post this to The Moments Between and (quite properly) The Art of Disorder.
Written in response to this week’s Poetry 101
Rehab hosted by Andy Townend.
Prompt: “The Rope”
“Tug of War”
A rope comes equipped
with two ends, a dog
attached to each
for balance, amusement,
mutual purpose: Fun.The battle takes place
out of reach. No fouls!Sometimes, there’s a winner,
not always the same one,
chewing on the rope end.
Sometimes they share.But mostly mock battles
dissolve … lose themselves
in friendship.
“Tug of War”. Copyright © 2016-05-29, by Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.
Quilted Poetry 