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Magnetic Poetry Monday – 29 August 2016


little things

it is truly the little things
that have the power to make
someone’s world positive or not.
we each hold a sacred trust
to regard the souls nearest
with honor and respect,
warm caring, kind words,
hope and love, remembering
they belong to us
and we are their’s.

kat – 29 August 2016

A Monday Magnetic Poetry offering, created using the Love Kit. Peace…

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 29 August 2016

by Kat 2016 ~ A yellow rose invites us to remember…”

Sometimes a week can whiz by in a flash, and then there are times when the week crawls by at a snail’s pace. This past week was the latter for me.

I feel I should be glad for weeks like these the older I get. Why in the world would I wish for days to fly by. I’ve passed the halfway mark based on average life expectancy. I have less days left than I have lived. And yet when a work week drags on like it did last week, I kept hoping it would go faster because I had big plans to take a trip to celebrate my grandson’s sixth birthday. It was so worth the wait and a wonderful fun time!  Like many good times, over way too soon!

Many of us live for the weekends, for vacations, for mornings we can sleep in and for cool starry summer nights, for break time, lunch time, for the closing bell. Just thinking about all this makes me want to slow things down and focus on savoring every moment of everyday. And I am thinking, the next time I try to wish my work week along, I might actually need to pause, breathe deeply and count my blessings.

It’s Sunday and this week’s Shi Sai has nothing to do with my present reflections. But it was the week that was just the same. To summarize, I was very focused on world events, which always hits me in the gut. My deepest wish is that each person would know their value and be treated with honor, respect and acceptance. We all deserve love by virtue of our humanity. So that’s what last week was about, according to my ReVerse. And I almost missed it waiting for the weekend.

This coming week I’m adding to my to-do list. When the world starts crawling by, I shall imagine it to be a great opportunity to notice my surroundings…to notice who happens to be sharing that space with me and to extend kindness. It’s not enough to breathe deeply and count my blessings…I need to be a blessing too!

Have a wonderful week my fellow WordPressers. I’m smiling right now just thinking about you. Yes, you! ❤️

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 29 August 2016

curl your tongue and twist your face
cut deep to the heart
this end can be avoided
anything less is showy fluff
but I have to yell you
rhyming soothes the soul
how high would you climb
for love of neighbor
for there is inspiration to be found
and a dusty old tradition was shattered by an antique, just like that
worth every penny
what a bloody mess this is
all of our blood runs red.


The Shi Sai, (formerly known as a ReVerse) is a new form I came up with during Poetry Month in April 2016. I’ve actually been writing shu sai for years but was inspired to give it a prooer name. It is a poem created by taking one line of verse from several poems of an author’s own collection. The shi sai is done as a review of a series or collection of poems and therefore, each line should flow in chronological order of the dates the poems were written (from oldest to new). The lines chosen should be the author’s favorite from each poem. This form works best if the author resists the temptation to read the full new poem before all the verses have been added. (It helps one to resist the impulse to change a line to make it “fit”.

Magnetic Poetry Saturday 

black & blue

i dream of a day
black & blue living
together as friends
all of our blood
runs red

kat ~ 28 August 2016

For Elusive Trope’s Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge using the Original Kit

Seasonings – Part 8

Seasoning – Part 8

Helen left Hannah and headed straight to the kitchen. “What a bloody mess this is!”

She cleared dust off the counters and stove top and dove into the groceries she’d had delivered. There were lovely potatoes and butter, three Cornish hens wrapped in butcher paper, apples, sacks of flour and sugar, fresh milk and a satchel of herbs.

“We shall have a lovely dinner tonight! That should settle things down around here.” Satisfied with her plan, she hummed a lively tune as she prepared each dish to perfection.

“Wha! What is that ungodly racket!” The noise from the kitchen had jolted Henry from his distressing dream. It took him a few seconds to remember that he had house guests. Unwelcome house guests! “I don’t need this! I won’t have it! I won’t!” He got himself together and grabbed his overcoat.

Helen was putting the finishing touches on dinner when Henry stomped into the kitchen. Behind her Hannah had just entered from the breezeway.

“What is that amazing aroma? I can’t wait to…”

Henry interrupted Hannah, his eyes smoldering, “I told you Helen, I take my meals out! Look at the mess you’ve made of this kitchen!”

“I made your favorites Henry. Come now, let’s have a nice dinner.”

Henry growled, threw his coat on and bolted out the front door slamming it behind him.

Helen turned to look at Hannah who stood frozen in the doorway. “Come along Hannah, help me get this to the dining room. He’ll be back. He’s a stubborn one, always has been. But he’ll come around. You’ll see!”

Dinner was a quiet affair. Henry’s absence had cast a pall over the evening.

Hannah broke the silence managing a weak smile. “That was delicious Helen. You’ve been so kind. Let me get the dishes and kitchen put back in order.”

“Thank you dear, it was my pleasure, but I’m sure you’re exhausted. I’ll take care of the dishes. You go settle in for the night. We’ll get a fresh start in the morning.”

Back in her room Hannah started to unpack. With each item placed in the dresser, she fell deeper into regret. “Oh, what have I done. This is not at all what I imagined it would be!” She wrapped herself in her mother’s quilt, dropped to the floor and sobbed herself to sleep.


Part 8 of a series prompted by Jane Dougherty’s Microfiction Challenge and the painting above. To read other installments click HERE.

Truepenny – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

Today’s word of the day is Truepenny. Most dictionaries agree almost word for word on its meaning. It is defined as an honest, trustworthy person; the Encarta Dictionary adds the word “loyal” in its description, as well as an added definition: the name given to a coin of genuine value. 

It originated during the mid 1500’s and one source I read stated that even though most of us would not consider a penny to be a coin of value, we have kept the term around all these centuries because it is found in Shakespeare’s Hamlet. From the site WorldwideWords:

“…this word is best remembered because it features in Hamlet, in the scene in which his father’s ghost tells Hamlet of his murder and asks him to avenge it. When Marcellus and Horatio enter, the ghost cries from the cellar below for them to swear that they will never divulge what Hamlet is about to tell them. Hamlet shouts to his father, “Art thou there, truepenny?”.

Calling someone a Truepenny is definitely a compliment. It’s a term of endearment and trust. Here is my haiku then…a penny for your thoughts!

worth every penny
or at least two pennies worth
a truepenny’s words.

kat ~ 26 Auguest 2016

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