Prairie Writers Guild - NW Indiana
hungry birds
fly in to sip and a dip
morning repast
mourning doves
setting sail in the birdbath
sails billow
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night.
Pat Kopanda is a member of Prairie Writers Guild.
Prairie Writers Guild - NW Indiana
hungry birds
fly in to sip and a dip
morning repast
mourning doves
setting sail in the birdbath
sails billow
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night.
Pat Kopanda is a member of Prairie Writers Guild.
The present is a chance to make a choice and change.
(And that’s the third time I changed this quote. Happy Halloween!)
Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

Once upon a daydream
The sky turned gray-cloud blue
While changing leaves
Of maple trees
Distracted me from you.
Forgive all these distractions
I wonder could we be
That key once lost
Found at great cost
Unlocking mystery?
Linked to dVerse Poetics, where Lillian is hosting with the theme “once upon a…”, and to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.
Photos: “Distracted by a Maple”, above, and “Once Upon a Memory”, below.

Memory is a circle of love that’s not always pleasant. It allows us to experience the present so we can take action moving toward the open future. It offers a passionate place to stand. The present unties the circle giving us the opportunity to spiral that remembered past into a new direction while memory weaves it all back into another circle.
That probably makes no sense.
The painful changes I have experienced through my life have been to watch parents, and others, get sick, emotionally and physically, understanding and misunderstanding these things as caused by environmental, agricultural, medical or dietary mistakes I once thought of as progress. It’s not that it was all wrong. It just needed some kind of correction that didn’t make sense to me earlier. As we let the circle untie and spiral forward there is no reason not to trust that we will do our best to add what we can to make it, in spite of everything, more beautiful.
That probably also makes no sense, but it does to me, until it doesn’t, but that’s when I can look forward to the heartbeat opening the future once again.
HAPPY PUMPKIN ORANGE
AUTUMN CHANGES MAPLE RED
SPIRALS ROUND AND ROUND
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme circles. I am also linking to dVerse Haibun Monday where Merril D. Smith is hosting with the theme changes or transitions.
Photos: “Pumpkin Circles”, above, and “Pumpkin Spheres”, below.

Prairie Writers Guild - NW Indiana

Corn is drying in the field.
Autumn takes our breath away.
Summer’s growth has come to yield
Corn that’s drying in the field.
Hearts stay ready. May they shield
Hope when winter comes to play.
Corn was drying in the field.
Autumn took our breath away.
Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Jilly offers the theme of repetition. This poem is a triolet where there are repeating lines. Photos and poem by Frank Hubeny, a member of Prairie Writers Guild.

There’s so much I know I’ve missed and so much more I would never think could be there.
Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

I usually walk somewhere nearby every day, often to the library just to have a destination. There are parks nearby and a botanic garden. What do I see? Sidewalks, trees, ponds, residential buildings, stores, town offices, game fields, skies, grass, clouds, birds of all sizes and there are even people, many of whom are familiar. I should not take this gift for granted.
I miss most of what there’s to see,
most everything there is that’s real,
most every thought that comes my way.
Forgive me for that every day.
Should my walks lead me past you
while daily wandering as I do,
forgive me most of all for that.
You smile. I know. I’m smiling back.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarah is hosting with the theme of the journeys we routinely take. Mine would be simple walks. I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays since I need to learn to forgive myself for missing almost all of it.
Photos: “Evening Panorama”, above, and “Sun in Autumn”, below. I didn’t miss these.

Early morning freshens air.
Trees appear from dark of night.
As I rise the chilly skies
Help me smile with welcomed light.
Evening consummates all this,
Adds some darkness to the day.
Silhouettes are what I get
As I smile to find my way.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme of “shadows, shapes and silhouettes”. It is also linked to dVerse Quadrille. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting with the word “early”.
Photos: “Morning Silhouettes”, above, and “Evening Silhouettes”, below.

Prairie Writers Guild - NW Indiana
plump black squirrel
resting on his haunches
between courses
good morning sunshine
even the fallen leaves
dance in delight
Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Haiku by Pat Kopanda.
Whatever part I’m here to play
I hope I play it well.
Although the vision of the day
With ugliness may get its way
May beauty cast some spell.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Mish is hosting with the theme “beauty in ugliness”.
Photo: “Ugly Cracks”, above, and “Ugly Fungus”, below.
