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Poems written by me in a former century

A retrospective

I am in the process of reviewing my folders and notebooks of prose and poetry written between 1956 and the end of the twentieth century. As I get it organized, I think I will copy sections to the blog I recently started. Trying to get things organized a bit.

“The Far Voyage”
By Elizabeth “Lizl” Bennefeld
Inspired by Andre Norton’s The Stars Are Ours (1954)

At rest at last upon a foreign soil
that never knew the step of man before.
beneath the rocket’s fins,
red sand and rock stretch forth
to undergird bright, glistening azure seas.

Beyond their landing place,
up gentle, rolling hills,
far travelers, lost refugees
from Earth’s perpetual wars,
survey vast, untouched fields of grain,
their purple tassels swaying in a breeze
that also brushes golden fruit,
which hangs, sun ripened,
from the bordering trees.

A welcome haven, this new world,
to shelter those who fled in fear
before the waves of senseless hate
for all that’s different,
those who would not bow
to serve untruth or cruelty.

With gathered driftwood,
fires are lit beside a newfound sea,
to warm the bodies and the hearts
of those who now are free.

And as the night descends,
moons race across the sky.
And, one by one, new stars appear
in constellations that will light
new nights, new hopes, new dreams.

Before their weary eyes,
new shapes they seem to see-
a lamb, a dove, an olive-sprig wreath,
all signs of eternal peace.

Are they the promise of a new beginning,
or just a cruel mockery?

My first poem, 1955/56.

this poet’s mind
is like a sponge
it’s empty
under pressure

1967-04-01

when I feel your hands
sweep over me
when I feel you, warm
against me
when I hear you
whispering
I love you
the dream becomes reality
reality, a dream
for just a
moment

1967-06-27

moon beyond the clouds
placed in its path by cold winds
winter’s thin-blown shroud

1967

Vision clouded, noise drifts in
to fill my picture of the world.
The drinks I’ve had don’t isolate,
but merely shift the focus to the sounds…
less easily avoided than the sight.

If I were sober, now,
I’d shut it out—that senseless murmuring
but here I sit, inertia-bound
and listen vainly
for the echoes of my mind.

1970-04-18

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April Odds & Ends

too many dreams and
so little time to follow
any to its end

if they don’t bathe in sunlight
daffodils will never bloom

Copyright © 2021/04/30, by Liz Bennefeld.

lying on the sand
looking up at Ocean’s mirror
the rain dropping through
brief remnants of the daylight and
their echoes—the stars and the moons

Copyright © 2021/04/30, by Liz Bennefeld.

TV noise …
I saw it before
Star Trek reruns eternally

Copyright © 2021/04/30, by Liz Bennefeld.

Poems in addition to the ones assigned to April days. Still looking through text files for poems I may have missed along the way.

Liz

 

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Wide Awake | NaPoWriMo Day 30

Copyright 2016, Elizabeth Bennefeld, photographer. All rights reserved.

sunny afternoon
no rabbits in the garden
nobody to chase

both our people are asleep
what’s to do with time that’s free?

[tanka.] Copyright © 29 April 2021, by Liz Bennefeld.

Note: My husband requested a poem to go with his favorite photo of our dogs, The Scampers. The photo was taken in the spring of 2016, when they were four months old.

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April to May – NaPoWriMo Day 22

“A Path to Summer”

At the edge of winter
Promises of spring flowers and
Rising temperatures with sunshine,
Ice hangs from the eaves and
Lies in wait, nearly invisible
————-still, that
Makes the daily walk to the mailbox
An exciting dance of life or death
Yet a welcome break in the routine

[acrostic poem.] Copyright © 2021-04-22, by Liz Bennefeld.

Photo by Izzy Park on Unsplash

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Transformed – NaPoWriMo Day 21

Truth
Reappears
As the days and hours flow
Night and daylight blend
Sunlight bows to moonlight
Flowers bloom in my imagination
Only to transform themselves
Rest for a time again
Melding reality with impossibilities
All has become new and beautiful
Tied together by love
I rejoice with this new world
Once a barren, endless plain
Now filled with possibilities

[acrostic poem.] Copyright © 2021-04-21, by Liz Bennefeld.

Image by Bessi from Pixabay

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Time and not again – NaPoWriMo Day 12

At Moonrise

This (new) poem came about as I thought about a poem that I wrote for an online Halloween Poetry Reading in 2007: “At Allantide”.

the passage of time
days too short
haunted nights too long

moonrise light
shadows come and go
bending trees

waiting for footsteps
never heard
last chapter…The End

Copyright © 2021-04-12, by Liz Bennefeld.

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Before the snow – NaPoWriMo Day 11

New Leaves

After a dry, breezy week and weekend with yard work and new leaves on the bushes, Monday finds us damp and misty, with light rain and snow from late this afternoon through Tuesday night. Welcome moisture after the dry grass and carrying water in a cup to pour around the emerging flower flower plants.

 
 

new leaves garbed in green
unfold into warm sunlight
despite rising winds

tomorrow night’s soon enough
to doze under falling snow

 
[tanka.] Copyright © 2020-04-11, by Lizl Bennefeld.
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Wednesday Thoughts – NaPoWriMo Day 7

“Serenity”

Stillness
Echoes loudly
Rousing the night
Eagerness and
Nostalgia come
In memories …
The passing of the
Years

Acrostic poem, Copyright © 2021-04-07, by Liz Bennefeld.


flowers among
green grass and new snow
a fresh start

Copyright © 2021-04-07, by Liz Bennefeld.

“Easter Basket”

alien eggs
waiting for their hatching…
decades to go

Copyright © 2021-04-07, by Liz Bennefeld.

pollen and butterfly eggs
new generations
promises of
forever

Copyright © 2021-04-07, by Liz Bennefeld.

open faces
looking toward the sun,
the flowers and me

Copyright © 2021-04-07, by Liz Bennefeld.

green grass and tulip flowers
spiderwebs in morning’s dew
migrating birds
lovely day

Copyright © 2021-04-07, by Liz Bennefeld.