
would I if
I could be and do
whatever
and then some
is it like leaving
bread crumbs
on a wild path?
~kat
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)

would I if
I could be and do
whatever
and then some
is it like leaving
bread crumbs
on a wild path?
~kat
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)
Two poems for this week’s challenge…

Lust and Denial
the
pain is
exquisite
so say lovers
who have felt its nip
the excruciating,
throbbing burn of raw desire
for the flesh is truly weak you know
it drives us mad if we ignore it
just a taste of honey’s enough
convincing our denial
consoled by pleasantries
gluttony and lies
avoiding pain
hurts us less
so we
think
~kat
(58 Words in the form of a Reverse/Standard Double Nonet)

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Inked
sterile setting on acid
grunge rock slamming my
eardrums, drone of the
needle pulsing into
my exposed flesh
independence
personified in body art
the pain is exquisite
forever inked, I am
free, conventional
conformation be damned
~kat
(38 Words – Free Verse)
Both pieces are for MLMM or Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt: use the line: The pain is exquisite, with no alterations, but anywhere in your piece, AND – however you choose to explore the topic of pain, you must include a counter-effect, balancing/opposite/silver lining, of some type, in your piece as well.

Oh how we conform to the reality that presents itself day in and day out. We strive to be good…the good child, the good friend, the good spouse, good parents, good neighbors, good citizens, good humans. With all this goodness surrounding us and legions of do-gooders doing their goodly best, it’s hard to envision a world that is tainted by bad. And yet there are bad things happening everyday. There is obviously a broken link in the chain that binds us.
It’s easy to be good when all is right in our world. It is when adversity, suffering and darkness come that the true test of our commitment to being good is challenged. Do I repay meanness with kindness, hatred with love, injustice with justice, judgement with grace? If I don’t, I can’t claim to be good after all.
I try as I might to be good, I’m not always. Is there a broken link in the chain? Decidedly so, but the break isn’t always the doing of the obvious bombastic “bad” person in our midst. Sometimes that broken link is me.
But that won’t stop me from trying. If being good was easy, it wouldn’t be quite as good. Peace to you on beautiful day! Keep trying…❤️
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 September 2017
one day i’ll get it right
beneath the brown
we’ve been here before…
these days i just hum
things jes’ aint the same.
i promise to stay in touch
hoping to land a big fish
we tend to forget
yeah, i was the weird kid.
clinging is futile
how it was to be wild,
in the light of day
little things in life
murmur feeling
~kat
A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.

nature does not
murmur feeling
blue when night
falls, for she sees
the light in every
dark thing

remember to make
time to enjoy the
little things in life
all work and no play
is not living

mist rising after
the rain, warm
meeting cool in a
dreamlike symphony…
fading away
in the light of day

champagne blushed
my foolish heart
dances to a broken
rhythm…I almost remember
how it was to be wild,
myself, in color
~kat
Magnetic Poetry…try your hand at this fun exercise in wordplay HERE.
Happy Autumn! Today’s very timely Word of the Day at Dictionary.com is Deciduous. It is defined as: shedding the leaves annually, as certain trees and shrubs; falling off or shed at a particular season, stage of growth, etc., as leaves, horns, or teeth; not permanent; transitory.
Dictionary.com gives a nice history of the word:
The English adjective deciduous is straight from Latin, dēciduus “falling off or down, tending to fall off or down,” formed from the preposition dē (and prefix dē “down, from”) and the verb, cadere (combining form –cidere “to fall”). In Latin dēciduus is used for leaves (dēcidua folia), (baby) teeth (dēciduτ dentēs), descending testicles ( testēs dēciduτ), and, charmingly, for shooting stars or falling stars (dēcidua sidera). Deciduous entered English in the 17th century.
My google search led me to the fascinating world of desiduous trees. In the process I learned a few new words and a bit more about the seasonal process of abscission (the dropping of leaves).
In fact, some of those the brilliant fall colors are dormant in the leaves. It is the surge of chlorophyll in the warmth of summer or the wetness of rainy seasons that give leaves their green color. As the days cool and the sun wanes, or when the trees are drought-stressed, less chlorophyll is produced allowing the leaf’s other colors to be revealed. Yellows, oranges and browns are called carotenoids. The reds and purples, are produced by Anthocyanin pigments and are the result of sugars produced and trapped in the leaves later in the summer after the abscission process begins.
An abscission layer is formed in the spring that allows the leaf to eventually fall away from the stem. It is held together by a hormone produced by the leaf called auxin. Auxin production is also sensitive to climate changes and dry seasons, and eventually slows in production allowing the abscission layer to elongate and the leaf to fall away. Amazingly it also forms a seal, so the tree does not lose sap.
Deciduous trees lose their foliage to conserve water and better survive the harshness of winter. There are some trees that are partially deciduous. Meaning they do not lose all their leaves. This is called marcsescence. There are several benefits to retaining dead leaves. One may be to deter large animals like deer and elk from eating their limbs and twigs where springs buds lie dormant. It may also help certain trees with water retention and protection against the elements.
Eventually even marcescent leaves fall, making way for the blooming buds of spring. But not the leaves. Not yet. There is a very good reason for this. The absence of leaves allows insects to see the blooms more easily, which assists with pollination. It also allows seeds and pollen to flow more freely on the warm spring breezes. And the cycle continues!
Isn’t that amazing?! I never knew these details. If not for today’s word of the day, I might never have known how intricately planned out the life of a tree is. I hope I didn’t bore you with my rambling. I just love learning new things!
I guess I better get to my little Haiku then. Have a great weekend. Go hug a tree! ❤️🌳❤️🌳
poor marcescent tree
partially deciduous
clinging is futile
~kat