Dreams of the heart

pixabay image orchid, snow
An Orchid in the Snow

amidst winter’s cold
may your arms embrace love’s warmth
and your dreams endure

Copyright © 2021-02-12, by Lizl Bennefeld.

(NaHaiWriMo 2021, Day 12)

Image by Susann Mielke from Pixabay

Cloudy Passage, A Prose Poem

“Cloudy Passage”

A “V” of 16 geese flew over me, calling out to one another, heading south. The sight and sounds leave me bereft and teary eyed. Saying good-bye to old friends—not knowing if they’ll make it back here in the spring. Not knowing if I’ll still be here to greet them.

“Cloudy Passage”. Copyright © 2016-11-25, by Lizl Bennefeld.

 

looking up to the top of a leafless cottonwood tree in winter
Looking Up

When they leave us, each autumn, I stop to listen to their call. If I can, I step outside to watch them approach, then fly past, calling as they fly. Today they flew above our back yard. It always hurts, their abandonment over winter. I thrill to see and hear the geese as they pass. And when they’ve gone, I almost always cry.

Best Friends

Samantha sniffing for rabbit scent at the back door
Rabbit tracks over the front steps
Early Morning Caller

“Best Friends”

Bunny, did you knock upon
the door at five A.M.
hoping that Samantha would
come out to play, again?

The door I did not open,
though the kitchen lights were on.
I let Samantha sleep and dream
fond dreams of you and summer’s fun.

You wake up all the neighborhood
when you two join in play.
She hounds you through the yard
and through the back fence, she will bay.

And then I grab my trusty shawl
and hunt around for shoes
and wonder what the neighbors think
of all the noise…the two of you!

“Best Friends”. Copyright © 2016-01-12,
by Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.