Saturday with the Muse

The muse kept me up past midnight. We finally settled on two verses…

they never listened
to the wind…always
following after every
loud noise in this world
some say that’s why
they still wander

beneath the cool forest
cover, shadows play
like fingers of light
dancing in the mist

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Online


Finding Merak – 3 finit

The Serbian word “Merak” is a feeling of bliss and the sense of oneness with the universe that comes from the simplest of pleasures. It is the pursuit of small, daily pleasures that all add up to a great sense of happiness and fulfillment.

the gold crescent moon ushers me to bed
its crooked smile hid by cirrus streams
memories of moments fill my sleepy head

at long last, i am flying on moonbeams
serendipity’s bliss attends my dreams

~kat


The following is a streaming version of this week’s Terza Rima Challenge. I planned for it to read like a “day in the life” which was interesting since I wrote a new stanza daily. As an assist I tried to write at progressive hours of the day as the week passed. I am still looking for Merak. And so a new day begins…

Finding Merak

to fly above the earth, a bird’s eye view…
tell me robin red what wonders you see
when on the wing, riding the wind, please do

i dream of flying unencumbered, free
yet suffer from a phobia of heights
with my feet, deeply rooted like a tree

but oh there’s something trees get very right
they meet the wind in dance with tender limbs,
with grace to bend when tempests storm the night

whispering soft, the ancients draw me in
familiar voices touch my heart and soul
stardust and sinew meld beneath my skin

earthing, am i, whilst baring my soles
cool grass tickling, trembling in the breeze
cicadas’ shrill diminuendoes troll

gloaming looms on the cusp of ebony
the scent of musk and rose buds fill my head
amaranth tendrils pierce through lace-trimmed trees

the gold crescent moon ushers me to bed
its crooked smile hid by cirrus streams
memories of moments fill my sleepy head

at long last, i am flying on moonbeams
serendipity’s bliss attends my dreams

~kat


Woke

to survive in life
the crazy ups and the downs
it helps to be woke

~kat

For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, prompt words, woke & up.


All’s Not Well

threading the needle
ideologies clashing
it seldom ends well

~kat

Haiku Horizons, Prompt Word, ‘thread’.


PepperBot – AI for the Masses!

PepperBot, with his friendly appeal, bright black eyes, and cute smile was touted by its advertisers as “AI for the masses”, but looks can be deceiving.

The mysterious distributor had anticipated PepperBot’s appeal, manufacturing millions of them for the launch, because, of course, every household would jump at the chance to have their very own PepperBot at the astonishing price of only $19.95 each.

In a remote bunker, analysts watched a massive tracking map come to life, strobing dots of red, as households across the globe activated their PepperBots to their peril; broadcasting every word.

~kat

Three Line Tale Challenge base in this photo by by Alex Knight via Unsplash.


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