Posted in Haiku, nature, Poetry

Slurpee waves | Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 390

winter surfboard rides  
on the ocean's slushy crests
blending season joys  

Copyright © 2021-12-28, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 390 BLEND and Slush.

The inspiration for the haiku comes from Nantucket’s Waves Are Turning to Slush in Extreme Cold by Zain Haidar (February 27, 2015 on The Weather Channel).

Posted in nature, Poetry, senryu

Blue as the azure sky | Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 388

azure bluets
adorned with the sky’s color
content in the world

© Lizl Bennefeld

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 388 BLUE(s) and World(s)

“bluets-644” by jmunt is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0. To view a copy of this license, visit

Posted in nature, Poetry

Heartsease | Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 387

tricolored flowers
refuge from the pains of life
ease for aching hearts

© Lizl Bennefeld

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 387 COLOR(ed/s) and Three.

Image credit: Krzysztof Ziarnek, Kenraiz, CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons.
Posted in life through my windows, Personal, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

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

Posted in life through my windows, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Writing

snowflakes on water

snowfall on water
snow on open water

windswept sunlight
ripples sparkle on the water
shadows dance below

when the lake’s surface stills
each falling snowflake chimes

Copyright © 2020/10/01, by Lizl Bennefeld.

This is the first day in October, and judging by the temperature drop, I am expecting snow to appear soon in our weather forecasts. As it stands, frost late tonight and tomorrow morning, and watch out for winds and wind chill information.

Concept source: “The Sound of Snowflakes”, by Philip Ball. See “Lake in Winter” for a previous poem that centers on this information.

*Click on photo for attribution.

Posted in life through my windows, nature, Personal, Photoart, Photography, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

Scented Water | #RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt 322

open flower (blue) in sunlight, see-through petals, shadow of pollinator's wings inside
Dew & Sunlight

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 322 Cup&Sip

sip the morning dew
caught in nature’s perfumed cup
sweetened by sunlight
each new day is made for joy
revealed or in the making

Copyright © 2020-09-07, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Posted in life through my windows, Personal, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

Promises | #RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt 321

cotoneaster fruit, light reflected by waterdrops

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 321 Morrow&Surge


promising fall rains
late summer winds surge stronger…
chill of morrow’s dew

waking birds sing in sunlight
geese above rehearse goodbyes

Copyright © 2020-09-02, by Lizl Bennefeld.


Posted in life through my windows, Personal, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

Wake to a New Day | #RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt 321

Waterdrops on Hollyhock Flower (B&W) Copyright © 2020-08-28, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 321 Morrow&Surge


everywhere cold dew
morning creeps into midday
with its surge of rain

go to sleep til the morrow
and the warmth of a new day

Copyright © 2020-09-01, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Posted in life through my windows, Personal, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized, Writing

Unreasonable Weather | #RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt 319

misty window / unsplash site

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 319 Trip&Whip

rain whips my windows
on its journey through the sky
drops burst and fracture
fill the outside air with mist
and leave nothing else to breathe

Copyright © 2020-08-18, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Photo by Sofia Guaico on Unsplash

Posted in life through my windows, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Writing

And Still You Are Present

rabbit in grass, unsplash
Just Looking

Each morning when I wake, I look out a door or through a window, then open the door to the sights and smells and sounds of the world around me. The rabbits look up from the last of their breakfast. He heads for his safe place under the gazebo, sauntering until the dogs see him and then racing out of sight. The doe just hides still in the grass. Birds sing morning songs and play “Musical Branches” as they vie for favorite spots.

There are flowers in season, raindrops, dew and snow to photograph. I taste each season in the air and the panoply of plant shapes, fragrances, and colors. Sometimes memories rise up, but most often the world is somehow fresh as change mingles with the familiar. New sights, new sounds, new thoughts—not taken for granted. Or the old or familiar.

when words slip away
all footsteps fade to silence
as blurs dim to black
I’ll still see and hear your gifts
ever present to my mind

Copyright © 2020-08-17, by Liz Bennefeld.

Photo by Gary Bendig on Unsplash

Posted in Poetry, Writing

Drought after winter floods

bright moonlight and rain clouds after dark
After the storm

the lightning moved on
thunder no longer echoes
through empty alleys
leaving too little rain to wet
the dry gauges … the dead grass

Copyright © 2020-06-06, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Awakened from a dead sleep by thunder and lightning displays. Clearing sky, now, and bright moonlight. Looking forward to rain showers and more thunderstorms, later today (Sunday). Quiet, now. Wondering if I can get back to sleep, tonight.