November 2 2021 – Poem a Day

by Liz2021-11-022022-01-31

the (r)age of fire
lightning torches thirsty trees
nowhere left to hide

autumn’s reds and golds
dry leaves crumble underfoot
evening fades to night

As I understand it, unlike haiku, senryu don’t have a cutting or seasonal word. The structure of senryu is usually three lines with 17 or fewer syllables (e.g. 5-7-5), like haiku. It addresses human issues/affairs rather than nature. (Emotions rather than the senses, maybe?) Also, a haiku length that is coming more into use is ~11 syllables (3-5-3), putting them more in sync with the content volume of a haiku written in Japanese.

November 1 2021 – Poem a Day

by Liz2021-11-012022-01-31

weeds overgrow the garden
the vegetables are picked
waiting for the snow to fall
winter's time to rest

The dodoitsu is a Japanese poetic form: 7-7-7-5. Usually focuses on love or work, frequently with a comical twist.

New opening page 27 May 2021

by Liz2021-05-272022-01-31

I have written a new “What’s Happening” page that appears as the home page on this blog: patchworkprose.com/blog

Waiting for the Flowers

by Liz2021-03-272022-01-31

new spring tulip plants among last autumn's leaves — Waiting

winter’s end
watching for springtime
new tulips

Echoes, 4 November 2020

by Liz2020-11-222022-01-31

alone for a while
gone are the distant voices
that faded, now lost
left are echoes of my words
burbling in the pebbled rill

Almost Winter, 3 November 2020

by Liz2020-11-212022-01-31

early autumn dusk
quiet settles on the woods
pop of burning logs
cold snows brush the windows
an almost-winter lullaby

Photo by WantTo Create on Unsplash

Fairy Winter

by Liz2020-11-212022-01-31

night’s moonbeams reveal
visions hidden by daylight
vanished with dawn’s mist
wee fairies in their snow boots
gathered round a glowing coal

some swing from dead stems
into snowdrifts thrice their height
some gathered flower petals
layered thick for cushions
their fragrance fills the air

on the shortest day
the longest night of winter
cling close for the warmth
after all the winter storms
it will once again be spring

Image by Ulrike Leone from Pixabay

Halloween Weather, 1 November 2020

by Liz2020-11-012022-01-31

ice along the path
tattered clouds race a blue moon
wind against the glass
soft voices in the distance
as I drift back into sleep

A warm-up poem for a small group’s Poem-a-Day writing activity during NaNoWriMo month.

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