Monthly Archives: December 2017

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 31 December 2017

It is just hours away from the turning of the wheel where I live. A new year waits in the wings promising blessings; birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, things to see, places to go, conversations to be had, dreams to realize, music, laughter, love, beauty…and poetry…let’s not forget poetry, and hugs, the more the better. 😊

Yeah, I know, 2017 was a challenging year. It brought out the worst in some of us, but… it also revealed the very best in us too. We spoke truth to lies, stood up for what is right, listened to and gave voice to the abused, offered safe havens for the refugees and the outcast, we cared, we voted. There is a certain momentum launching us into 2018. Can you feel it? I can! We have a clean slate upon which to write the next chapter of the story of us.

With 2017’s hours numbered, you’ll see no resolutions from me. But I will be taking advantage of this opportunity to close the door on 2017.

Let’s do this! Be audacious. Be blessed. Dream big. Live, love, laugh. Be you. Happy 2018!

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 31 December 2017

let us linger here
eight minutes was an eternity
alms mean nothing
through perspicacity’s eyes
“I” is an Illusion
circles, wheels, whirligigs,
their hearts aflutter
silence in darkness swelling
it is hopelessness
accustomed to glitz
an innocent trust
magic in ordinary
stone deep sweetness
crushed by life
when only a hug will do


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.

Saturday Magnets

It’s been a meandering day with the Magnets. A few thoughts her there and yon. I think I might need a hug…it cropped up a few times. Letting go of the ugly of the past year. Clean slate. We can do better. We can always do better.

every heart knows

that there are moments

when only a hug

will do

they ache

never sleeping

crushed by life

when it is less

than they


frosted forest

eden rustles softly

beneath the cold earth

with longing for

spring(s) gentle blooms

stone deep sweetness

in the wings

i am a fool who

was born to see the

magic in ordinary

things…a poet dazzled

by life, always breathless

little hearts hold

an innocent trust

in all that is good

may we remember

when they are sad

and just need a hug


Magnetic Poetry Online

Bedizen – Friday’s Word of the Day

Today’s word of the day at is Bedizen, which means ‘to dress or adorn in a showy, gaudy, or tasteless manner’.

According to

Bedizen is not a common verb in English. It is a derivative of the even more uncommon verb dizen, which occurs only from the 16th century and becomes obsolescent by the end of the 19th century. The element diz- is probably the same as in distaff “a staff for holding flax or wool for spinning” and is probably related to Middle Low German dise “bunch of flax on a staff for spinning.” Bedizen entered English in the 17th century.

I also learned that while the word bedizen is rarely used in conversation these days, it can be found in print. It has a flashy ring to it, don’t you think? Almost sounds like “bedazzled”. One site suggested that because it is an obscure word you can easily insult a highfalutin somebody! Being unfamiliar with its meaning they might even thank you for it!

To be clear, this is not a word meant to compliment someone. I don’t know about you, but I’m keeping this one in my tool chest for those special people in my life whose narcissistic, attention-seeking, haughty behavior gets under my skin…and I’m going to practice saying it with a wink and a smile…you’re welcome! 😀

Speaking of…

accustomed to glitz
they bedizened the White House
calling it a dump



it is not horror
that elucidates a nightmare
it is hopelessness


For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, prompt words: Horror & Nightmare.


nightsong of winter
silence in darkness swelling
deafening stillness


For Haiku Horizons’ Challenge, prompt word, “peace” (stillness).

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