Photo Credit: Glen Noble
I couldn’t resist participating in this Three Line Tale Challenge…even if it is a bit late. I could get lost in a place like this and be perfectly happy never to return to the outside world. And so here is my Three Line Tale in the form of a Haiku. Thank you Sonya for hosting this great challenge!
Where some see chaos,
a book-loving hoarder’s lair,
others see heaven!
kat ~ 7 March 2016
A Haiku for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge – Prompt: Windowsill.
I spend 5 days a week, 9 hours each day in this space! If not for this beautiful full wall of windows I imagine I would wither away eventually from lack of sun. I count my blessings every morning when I arrive and every evening when I depart into what is often a breathtaking sunset. Thanks TJ for helping me to remember to be grateful this fine Monday morning! Here’s my Haiku”
Just a step away
over a low windowsill
cubicle relief!
kat ~ 7 March 2016
Hey peeps! I know the words this week were crazy…words like rupestrine or florilegium or rodomontade (wow!)
But gee, I was hoping someone would take the challenge! At any rate, we have Friday! And I actually did have company on Friday! Shout out to my friend Kathryn from anotherfoodieblogger! Give her awesome blog a peek! 😊
AND…an UPDATE! We have Thursday as well thanks to Priceless Joy (PJ) from beautifulwords. Be sure to visit her other blog/challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge and give it a try!
Here’s…a look back at THURSDAY and Friday!
Thursday’s Word: Florilegium from dictionary.com – a collection of literary pieces; anthology.
florilegium
is in my new library
my heart is content
PJ (Priceless Joy) @ beautifulwords
Friday’s Word: Factotum from dictionary.com – a person, as a handyman or servant, employed to do all kinds of workaround the house; any employee or official having many different responsibilities.
They cook, clean, parent
unsung, unpaid factotums
also called “Mothers”!
Admins do-it-all!
They are office factotums
“Duties as assigned.”
When something breaks down
call a handy factotum
a hero with tools
kat @ likemercurycolliding
If you’re not busy
Can you help me out on this?
I am Factotum
Kathryn @ anotherfoodieblogger
(Kathryn posted her Haiku in the comments in my post)
If you would like to join us this week, here are the rules! Come join us. It’s exciting and best of all fun! 😊
Word of the Day Haiku Challenge
1. Pick a day that works for you. Once you pick your day, stick to it. This is what makes it fun and quite a challenge.
2. Choose an online dictionary that features a word of the day. I use dictionary.com but there are others. Pick your go-to dictionary.
3. Create a Haiku using the word of the day. In this challenge, no synonyms allowed.
4. A Haiku is a three line poem with the syllable structures 3-5-3 or 5-7-5.
5. (Optional) If you want, you may also post a expanded history of the word, your thoughts about the word, or some unusual facts about the word of the day.
6. Post a link to your Haiku in the comments so I can find you.
7. I’ll post the weekly roll call list on Sunday. So you have until Saturday at midnight (EST) to post your haiku.
8. Have fun!
Happy Sunday, The signs of spring are all around here in the Northern hemi. Winter is having a few final hurrahs but her days are numbered. It’s just a matter of time. How comforting to know that the seasons follow their prescribed paths year after year. Just as we weary from the extremes…the cold, the heat…the transitional seasons slip in, right on cue, to give us relief. Spring with its warm, wet fecundity and Autumn with its vibrant, surrendering release. We need the in-between to pause, take a breath and gain perspective.
Today is my in-between. As I lifted verses from the poetry and prose of the past week I began to see that I played a balancing act each day within each piece. Happily I have arrived here today relatively unscathed by the entire rollercoaster ordeal, my usual optimistic, positive self.
It is fascinating to me in retrospect, for truly there were some dark, emotional moments last week. The added burdens of being a caretaker took its toll, exhaustion finally having its way with me Saturday. I slept most of the day. Sleep is good. Generally, life is good. Here in the in-between it’s easy to see. And this is the most interesting thing…I maintained balance through it all precisely because I embraced the extremes, letting the pendulum have its full sway each day eventually settling me back to center softly swaying, giving me pause, time to breathe.
To illustrate this amazing contrast of extremes I give you two lines of ReVerse from each post this week. It is evident from my words that I could have easily lost myself on either side. How clearly the chaos makes perfect sense in retrospect. I know that no matter what the coming week presents, I will survive, thrive even, because of the amazing balancing act of my subliminal self in its ability to center me. It’s a reminder that I am equipped with everything, the tools I need to live this life of extremes…beautiful perspective always to be found in the in-between.
Have a wonderful week!
Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ The Extremes ~ 6 March 2016
diurnal dance
waning flush
polarized rivals
“soft launch”
hint at hidden truths
images captured in silhouette
a voyeur is thrilled
sitting front row center
while she fumed
dilly-dallied
much maligned
to bloom
some prefer routine
chaotic bliss
stir my imagination
Cloud 9
unsung, unpaid
also called
duties as assigned
do-it-all
when something breaks down
a hero with tools
on the wing…
fragrant sweetness swirls faintly on the windkat ~ peace out y’all 🙂
The Kissiae, or “wood nymphs”, are the many daughters of The Oak Father. They dwell on Aies Mara and Fae Mara as spirits and guardians of the woods of the realms. Where a Kissiae dwells, life flourishes and blooms. It is said that Kissiae also have powerful healing magics that can bring back even those found on the brink of death. Although, only a very few know the truth of this, as Kissiae are rarely ever seen by mortals. In fact, they are so rare as to be thought of as only a myth or oldwives tale by most the peoples of the world.
But those of the woodlands know the truth of their existence. Many Shifters, Elves, and Eladrin have spotted the form of a beautiful woman dancing in the rays of the sun shining through the tree branches above, or felt the presence of someone watching over them as they traversed deep in the forest. And no one alive knows the truth and realness of the Kissiae more than The Oak Father’s order of druids who, after making an oath of celibacy, are blessed with the gift of bedding a Kissiae once upon every anniversary of their initiation to the faith. The daughters of the wood are also the lovers of those most dedicated to protecting her.”Source: https://aies-mara.obsidianportal.com/wikis/the-kissiae
Spring
Must be
On the wing
Roots surge red hot
Blooms burst yellow, pink, lavender, light blue
Fragrant sweetness swirls faintly on the wind
Kissiae’s glowing
Greening sway
Rouses
Life.
kat ~ 5 March 2016
A Double Tetractys – A 10-Line Poem with the Syllable Sequence: 1-2-3-4-10-10-4-3-2-1
like mercury colliding... 