Monthly Archives: December 2015

The Pod


Photo by Sonya of the blog Only 100 Words

The folks of Gold Plains are a peculiar bunch. They have managed to avoid the notoriety attributed to more famous spots like Roswell, Area 51 and Mount Rainier, while carrying on an oral tradition of the first sighting and the “visitors”.

Of particular note, if you happen to be traveling through Gold Plains, is the odd looking tower situated prominently in the downtown square. If you ask a local about it, you’ll get a grin and a nod, but no real explanation. The base of the tower is simply inscribed, “The First Pod – September 1945”.

I visited Gold Plains quite by accident a year ago when my car broke down. Everyone was very pleasant and helpful, but I couldn’t help feeling like an outsider.

It’s strange. Since my visit, I have been having odd dreams and feel compelled to return. That, and the odd mark on the back of my neck. At first I thought it was an insect bite. Now, I’m not so sure…

kat ~ 29 December 2015

A story for Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer’s last prompt of 2015! Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting these fun challenges. If you would like to read other stories prompted by the photo you see above, provided by Sonya of the blog Only 100 Words, click HERE.

Frost~Bloom~Hanging…a Tritina


Having weathered first frost
A single rose droops full bloom
Petals precariously hanging

Nearby green leaves, dew hanging
drip warm from morning frost,
rousing dormant buds to bloom

But it will be too soon to bloom
summer’s last remnant hanging
will suffer winter’s brutal frost

How bittersweet when autumn’s frost lapses warm to taunt the rose to bloom with Winter set to snatch the fading petals left there hanging.

kat ~ 29 December 2015

This poem is a Tritina in response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge # 10. I am a day late in entering. The holidays and work have left me little time to write, but I so wanted to give this poem style a try. I chose the three words: Frost – Bloom – Hanging (inspired by the climbing rose bush in my front yard…roses are a faithful muse for me.) If you would like to read the other Tritinas you may hop over to Jane’s page by clicking HERE.

The Un-Resolution


You may resolve each year to live a life of much less stress
of all the resolutions you could make, this one’s the best
except that the solution’s
not to make a resolution
’cause who needs the pressure of less stress to drive you to distress!

kat ~ 28 December 2015

An end of the year Limerick for Rashmi’s Mind and Life Matters Challenge. I couldn’t resist being topically timely with this one. So I chose the theme of Resolutions for this week’s limerick. I don’t like to make resolutions. When I fail, as I am ultimately doomed to do, I end up feeling defeated and guilty. So I find it best to look for ways to be the best I can be everyday, instead of piling up expectations for the beginning of each new year! So far it has worked well. And I do manage to get things accomplished from year to year. 🙂

If you would like to participate in this Limerick Challenge or read other entries, click HERE.

Under the Sun


Some spend a lifetime
in the search of something new
it’s all vanity.

kat – 28 December 2015

For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge prompted by the words Year and New. If you would like to contribute your own haiku to the challenge or read others, click HERE.

Sunday’s Week in Verse – 27 December 2015

Sometimes I have to ruminate a bit on Sunday’s aggregated verse. But this past week had a mostly singular focus in anticipation of family gatherings and all our highest aspirations for love, joy and peace. Even some of the writing prompts followed seasonal themes. 

I give you then, this week in verse with the hope that you found all of those things in your corners of the world too. Happy happy!

Sunday’s Week in Verse – 27 December 2015

Like frost-kissed stardust!
It would most certainly come true.
Time and grace have helped…
Under friendly fire.
Except for the rain.
They played for hours
Competing light shows.
Dust covers each inch
our days are numbered
All sentiments of hope for peace, with wishes warm and bright.
“Surprise me!”
Hey what am I?
Merry Happy HanuHoliChristIvus to You!
…not found in giving things
…practice kindness.

kat ~ 27 December 2015

If you’re new to this blog, a bit of background to explain the verse above. It is a line from each poem or prose from the previous week. Lifted and placed in the order written. A snapshot review of the week. It helps me to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean the slate

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