Tag: personal

Posted in Life Happens, Poem, Retrospection

Question and response

Posted on by Lizl

A little bit of musings, here, reading through the vast range of events, personal opinions and reactions. I suspect that by the time it would take me to sort out and understand everything, the world will have moved on. — EWB

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Posted in Making Memories, micropoetry, Poem, Poetry, Reflections, Writing

On a blue note | #Ronovan Writes #Haiku #Challenge 367

Posted on by Lizl

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.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 367 NOTE and Send.

The image at the top of the page is by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
Posted in folklore, micropoetry, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

Webs of Dreams | #Ronovan Writes #Haiku #Challenge 366

Posted on by Lizl
lake, trees, clouds and stars
Image by RENE RAUSCHENBERGER from Pixabay

intertwined branches
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.

 

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 366 WEAVE and Web

 

Posted in folklore, micropoetry, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

Nature Walks | #Ronovan Writes #Haiku Challenge 360

Posted on by Lizl
CHT207479 Will-o’-the-wisp and Snake (colour litho); by Hendrich, Hermann (b.1856) (after); colour lithograph; Bibliotheque des Arts Decoratifs, Paris, France; Archives Charmet; German, out of copyright

wills-o’-the-wisp float
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.

 

#Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 360 AIR and Wisp.

 

Posted in everydayinspiration, micropoetry, napowrimo, national-poetry-month, nature, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Writing

Micropoem | joy and sadness

Posted on by Lizl

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.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 355 SAD and Thrill

Photo by Alex Williams on Unsplash

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Silly songs | #RonovanWrites #Haiku #Poetry Prompt Weekly Challenge 348

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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 348 FOOL and Head

coreopsis flowers
Garden Flowers

nodding flower heads
warm beneath the summer sun
dream of autumn days
crickets laze about and chirp
silly songs in cool, dark shade

Copyright © 2021-03-09, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Posted in Personal, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

The Tides of Love | #RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku # Poetry #Challenge 332

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Forever Love

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 332 Ebb & Flow

life’s tides are certain
rhythmic changes shape our years
flow and ebb…and cease

entwined hearts drawn in the sand
now buried but eternal

Copyright © 2020-11-16, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Image by Uliana Pinto from Pixabay

Posted in Courses/Workshops, life through my windows, Lifestyle, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Writing

Poetry Heals workshops and writing prompts: Thoughts

Posted on by Lizl

feather from a Flickertail

Last night (Wednesday), I participated in a Poetry Heals workshop (via Zoom). The free workshop sessions are held weekly, at least through September. It’s sponsored by Poetry Heals: bringing therapeutic writing to difficult lives. in Colorado. Link to the post on their site: Poetry Heals launches Caring for Caregivers

All of us who are not totally alone have become caregivers (and care-receivers?) for one another. That can be a burden. It was interesting, identifying my emotions, writing funny bits and/or poems, and writing with others what my current emotions feel like. And sharing what was written with other members of the group.

This morning, during the Lunchtime Write-in I participate in, I tried a less rough, rough draft summarizing my thoughts, written as a poem, for the final exercise.

I know what I write
I write what I see
I feel what is outside
and inside of me

I cannot change the past
I wouldn’t know what change to make
I cannot guide the future
I can only live todays
I trust all to God’s hands

God forgives and understands
So I know that all is always well
I rest in my choices and rejoice
in God’s peace and grace

Copyright © 2020-09-02, by Liz Bennefeld. (Rev. 2020-09-03).

On a brighter note, the “funny haiku” that I wrote in response to the photograph of a pair of bullfrogs sitting side by side, quite satisfied expressions on their faces:

Bull and his friend, Frog,
shared a swarm of tasty flies
your turn, now, to eat

(Copyright © 2020-09-02, by Liz Bennefeld.)

Posted in Personal, Poetry, Uncategorized

Sing-along, A whimsy

Posted on by Lizl

A short poem tiptoed through my mind as I was writing my Weekend Coffee Share blog post for the week.

pixabay download urban street

 

on a lonely journey
down the crowded path of life
singing my own song

I don’t have a solo voice…
wish someone would sing along

[absurdity; micropoetry.]
Copyright © 2020-07-03, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

Posted in Haiku, Personal, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

A Late Spring | #RonovanWrites #Haiku Might/Slight

Posted on by Lizl

wild violet in new grass
Wild Violet Under Grass

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 304: Might&Slight

 

though slight of power
blades of grass emerge…nearby
violets unfold

freezing nights and gentle rain
the nurture of day’s sunlight

 Copyright © 2020-05-04, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

tight-bound by magic
since before this world was born
Sol’s majesty reigns

Copyright © 2020-05-04, by Lizl Bennefeld.

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Posted in Life Happens, napowrimo, national-poetry-month, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Writing

Forgiveness | #NaPoWriMo Day 30 and possibly Day 29

Posted on by Lizl

This poem wound itself through two prompts. The first, a prompt for Day 29, began with “What is one childhood activity you particularly hated…?” and  followed up with “What would you rather have been doing instead?” Since the activity in question is “school”, I let that prompt rest. The prompt for Day 30, from the same source, was Forgiveness in four-line stanzas.

So, this rough draft (so as not to lose the idea, in case I should someday want to write a poem or two on the subjects) is what appeared.

 

FORGIVENESS

I forgive myself for not being perfect,
not understanding all of what I see,
or knowing what you’re thinking
without one word from you.

I forgive myself for all I’ve learned
and for not knowing answers to
all the many questions others say
I should have sought out first.

I forgive myself for being an eccentric
(midst the cookie cutter worlds of labeled brands)
in a quiet world of wonder embroidered
with snow or flowers, soft winds, silent nights.

I forgive myself for being me,
for submerging in an inner world
that gathers in sights and sounds not
filtered through a million minds.

I do not need forgiveness for not
being who or what you need
at the moment of world crisis
or at any other point in time.

I was created to be unique with
my own desires and fascinations.
We explore without guilt, not yet sure
of all that’s here for us to find.

[rough draft, 1st rev.] © 2020-04-30, by Liz Bennefeld.

 
Image by Lee_seonghak from Pixabay

Posted in napowrimo, Personal, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

apropos of nothing | poem for a middle day

Posted on by Lizl

Reduced in size
raging ocean waves

Inspired by RonovanWrites and the Décima or Espinela style.

my thoughts are too small
to encompass ten whole lines
they’d run out of breath

they would fall through the spaces
to the bottom of the sea

[tanka.] Copyright © 2020-04-15, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

 

Photo by Jakob Owens on Unsplash,

 

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

Nobody knows | #RonovanWrites #Weekly #Poetry #Challenge Grit/Quit

Posted on by Lizl

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #300 Grit&Quit

photo taken in the early 2000s at an informal Unisys employee gathering
Pebbled Beach

simply walked away
from the troubles I had known
left them far behind
 
now I dream ‘neath summer clouds
counting pebbles on the shore

Copyright © 2020•04•06, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge

Substitutions: grit=pebbles; quit=walk away

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

Early morning fog | #RonovanWrites #Weekly #Poetry #Challenge Bright/Fight

Posted on by Lizl

heavy fog, lingering into morning
Fog-wrapped

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #299 Bright&Fight

faint rays of the sun
muffled by the fog and gloom
struggle to break through

brightness follows swaddled dawn
hearts rejoice in morning’s light

Copyright © 2020•03•30, by Lizl Bennefeld.

Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge

Posted in life through my windows, Miscellanea, Poem, Poetry

From the archives | the process

Posted on by Lizl

The Process

I will not be remembered
no one will know my face
or hear echoes of my voice
my words will not live on

and so, with every gesture
written words of mine, read,
inspired…thoughtful…
full of fun or joy or love

my legacy will be reflected
in the here and now
gently leading, pushing
guiding those who will

in turn go on to shape
tomorrows that I will not see
nor they, who will themselves
become the ripples in the stream

“Nighttime Reassurance”. Copyright © 2018-08-29, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

Posted in Haiku, nature, Photography, Poem, Poetry, tanka, Writing

Early Spring | #RonovanWrites #Haiku #Weekly Challenge 294 Chaste/Taste

Posted on by Lizl

red clover flowers in my back yard
Red Clover

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #294 Chaste&Taste

spring is early come
water falls through cracks and rills
running in pure joy
smell sweet pollen in the air
taste clover’s cheery flowers

Copyright © 2020-02-24, by Lizl Bennefeld.
All rights reserved.

Synonym: chaste=pure

Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge