Monthly Archives: November 2017
Brewer: For today’s prompt, write a response poem. The poem can be a response to anything–a piece of news, some art, a famous (or not so famous) quotation, or whatever. However, I thought it might be a cool opportunity to … Continue reading →
I wrote a rough draft for a longer poem, yesterday. I’ve been working on revisions, but it’s not ready to post anywhere.
marsh’s edge red-winged blackbirds celebrate new-hatched chicks clinging to his reedy stalk, feathers fluffed, the father sings Copyright © by Elizabeth Bennefeld, 2017-11-27
sunshine through leaves kissed by frost…changing color golden light Copyright © 2017-11-26, by Lizl Bennefeld. Prompt: Brewer: shine
PoetryPotion: Rain, rain, rain! raindrops on the roof raindrops on the window pane raindrops all about rain came down, this week, in sheets that can’t be used for sails —Elizabeth Bennefeld, 2017-11-25
My husband and I have been talking about this writing prompt, how we feel about being remembered after we die. As a writer, I thought at first that I would want my poetry to be remembered (and I would be … Continue reading →
stacks of clothes worn and freshly laundered gather dust the outside world fades away when words are singing in my mind Copyright © 2017-11-24, by Lizl Bennefeld.
songs of birds outside a window too often closed— their songs muted cats cannot fly away…but birds cannot escape the cold Copyright © 2017-11-23, by Lizl Bennefeld. Prompt 172. Write a poem using the following image: a cat sitting on … Continue reading →
brisk arctic windsspring clouds from the southwind sculpted ice icicle teeth hang from branchesthreatening spring tulips Copyright © 2017-11-22, by Lizl Bennefeld.
bifurcated forcibly polarized world no in-between dark skin or white…no gender pushed to declare a side Copyright © 2017-11-21, by Lizl Bennefeld. Prompt from PoetryPotion: “The war inside”
Photographs from an earlier, very “weathery” year brisk arctic winds spring clouds from the south wind sculpted ice see-through teeth hang from branches threatening spring tulips Copyright © 2017-11-22, by Lizl Bennefeld. WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Transformation
we didn’t expect oceans dead, oxygen gone cities down sink holes we thought…smog and air filters self-sufficient geo-domes Copyright © 2017-11-21, by Lizl Bennefeld. I believe that the 19th day was the one that I missed in the poem-a-day string. … Continue reading →
sharp north winds broken cloud cover ragged sunlight winter…refuge from the heat cold seeps into these old bones Copyright © 2017-11-20, by Elizabeth (Lizl) Bennefeld.
I did write a poem for Day 18 in response to the prompt “what I meant to say”, but decided not to put it on my blog. Sometimes that happens. Still working on a poem for Day 19.
For Day 17, the prompt I chose is “ember” tea leaves and night sounds a steel pot on warm embers battered cups distractions discarded we talk about what matters — Elizabeth W. “Lizl” Bennefeld, copyright © 2017-11-19. Prompt: “ember” from … Continue reading →
Prompt: “When I see my mother” When I see her now she looks so much younger— filled with song vigorous and happy, radiant… sorrows past, still in love —Elizabeth Bennefeld, 2017-11-18 Note: My mother died on 15 November 2016 (age … Continue reading →
banked camp fire glowing embers toast the last s’mores laughter and hot cocoa childhood memories of love Copyright © by Elizabeth “Lizl” Bennefeld, 2017-11-15
Nahaiwrimo: droplet harvest mountain fog catch droplets on nets—water to green the desert — Elizabeth Bennefeld, 2017-11-14
This is a poem that I wrote for the “Ronovan Writes Haiku” weekly poetry writing challenge, for which two words are provided as prompts and synonyms are allowed. Haiku are, for purposes of the challenge, defined as 5-7-5 format…or writer’s … Continue reading →
NaHaiWriMo prompts for days 11 and 12: fog and ice early dawn fog above the river veiled hills Copyright 2017-11-11, by Elizabeth “Lizl” Bennefeld. ice along the shore the tree twigs and branches coated with rime Copyright © 2017-11-12, by … Continue reading →