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NaHaiWriMo Prompt for day 11: stone(s) pebbles underfoot dry path through the heavy dew bold whispers of spring violets perfume the breeze moonlight bathes the late-night waves Copyright © 2018-04-13, by Lizl Bennefeld.
tulips pushing through loam to newly fallen snow wait in line for spring our rabbits, lacking new grass, nibble tender tulip shoots Copyright © 2018-04-08, by Elizabeth Bennefeld. We have a lot of rabbits in our yard and the surrounding … Continue reading →
the ticking clock restless sounds of puppy dreams… one unread chapter curtains closed against the dark stars above adorn the night Copyright © 2017-12-18, by Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.
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 →
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
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.
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
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 →
night sky fiery blanket of light a sea of stars broad enough to span a life deep enough to hide within Copyright © 2017-11-10, by Elizabeth “Lizl” Bennefeld. Source: QuiltedPoetry.net – Poem a day, Day 10
ripples slide onshore whispering along the sand— night songs in moonlight as the restless ocean sighs… falls more deeply into sleep Copyright © 2017-11-07, by Elizabeth W. Bennefeld. NaHaiWriMo prompt for 7 Nov. 2017: sigh
Today’s prompt is from The Daily Poet: What’s The Weather Out There? tiny snowflakes drift down in slow motion…to ground too warm to hold them Copyright © 2017-11-03, by Lizl Bennefeld. Also, I made a stab at using the … Continue reading →
unfurl your wings catch and sail the solar wind from Venus to Earth hide inside Luna’s shadow— count the myriad divers stars Copyright © 2017-11-02, by Lizl Bennefeld. NaHaiWriMo prompt for November 2: solar wind. I went with NaHaiWriMo’s prompt, … Continue reading →
white feather— cradled by blades of grass— free of dew one feather fell to earth together the rest still fly Copyright © 2017-11-01, by Lizl Bennefeld. Not a novelist, I intend to write (at least) one poem a day during … Continue reading →
crows caw overhead landing on high branches taking off again the loudest bird will settle only for the highest perch Copyright © 2017-10-07, by Elizabeth W. Bennefeld.