Morning Dew
Nov 18th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
dewdrops, clinging tight
to leaves and fragrant flowers,
focus morning’s light
Sometimes
Nov 17th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
“Sometimes”
by
Liz Bennefeld
Sometimes, in the middle of life’s joys,
more than in sorrow,
a desperate yearning for a home I’ve never seen
sweeps over me, and the pain of being here,
not there, consumes me—a living fire.
Longing, waiting, seeing once again
where I have never been,
yet know so well.
And yet, so much of heaven is in this life,
the people that I know, the trees along the lane…
sunrise and starlight and moonlit paths that lead me
someday
from life to death to life,
back home, again.
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A poem for Tuesday, 2009.11.17.
Harvest
Nov 16th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
Like life, the windfall
apples lie, half hidden, now,
waiting for rebirth
Sunday’s poem
Nov 15th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
Line of Demarcation
(Haiku)
autumn’s slow shadow,
a line of demarcation . . .
morning’s frost or dew
liz bennefeld, 2009.11.15
Saturday, Nov. 14
Nov 14th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
"Out of Time"
Stepped outside of time
to fit a three-day weekend
into two days off.
Liz Bennefeld, © 2009-11-15.
Poem for Friday, November 13
Nov 13th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
"Bad Luck Friday"
murmurs just beyond my hearing
shadows wavering at the edges of my sight
dirt beneath my feet…becoming softer
with each step I take?
Meditation
Nov 12th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
Open to the world,
windfall apples at my feet,
voices on the breeze
Photo and poem by Liz Bennefeld, copyright 2009.11.12.
Hostage to Another’s Dreams
Nov 11th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
Until we can die to the past
and dream our own dreams,
we are held hostage
to demands and expectations
not our own.
Not to run away, but
to say, The past’s lessons
instruct, but do not ordain
a future—decree another’s will
must prevail.
Held hostage by demands
fueled by love and piety,
blood and expectation,
dutiful recompense for the gift
of having breath
and continuing to breathe.
To say "No," simply,
and walk a path not charted
by its distance or closeness
but by its honesty.
[First Draft]
November writing goal
Nov 10th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
Still hoping to meet my goal, which has now changed from writing a poem each day to writing a poem for each day in November. Things got a bit complicated for a while. That happens.
haiku
Nov 10th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
Nip, then jump back fast!
cocker spaniel and bulldog
getting acquainted
That leash is longer
than he thought. Too late now to
measure it again