Monthly Archives: September 2018

I Am…

I am a writer
my tools are letters,
twenty-six in all,
punctuation marks,
exclamation
points, question
marks, commas,
colons, periods,
semi colons, etc, etc.
nouns, verbs,
adjectives that
define my passion
I am a writer
a tree is not merely
a tree to me, it is
a living example
of resilience, rooted
deep, teaching me
to bend, to reach,
to let go, pulp
for pages to write
upon, teaching
me about grace,
because
I am a writer
words matter, their
placement on blank
pages and digital
screens, each meter
rhythm, alliteration,
refrain and rhyme are
deliberately placed
keystroke after
keystroke, poetry,
flash, prose…
note to self…
I am a writer

~kat

For Mind Love Misery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt: “Inspiration Talk”


September Poem #2

at dusk
amber streams
bleed into blue; the sun creeps
down, down, behind the lace arbor
scrim sundered, dreams in wait

~kat

Day Two – September Poems featuring the Pensee.*


*The Pensee – A syllabic form. No meter specified. No rhyme. Syllabic count 2-4-7-8-6:

line 1 is the subject;

line 2 gives description;

line 3, action;

line 4, the setting;

line 5, final thought.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 September 2018

Today’s ReVerse speaks to me of resilience and perseverance. In looking back at my ancestors last month I realize that my cells are informed by all who came before me, the strong, the weak, the resourceful, the creative, the curious and curiouser still. People who lived and died here. Who likely never gave me a second thought; never imagined the children and children’s children who would come after them. And I am sure they would be amazed at our modern life and technology.

As different as life in the 21st century may be, some things are the same. Our common humanity, things like love and family, faith and a sense of awe in our natural surroundings are links that bind us all. I cannot imagine the impossible wonders that the future holds for those whose lives will sprout from my family tree years, centuries from now. Life is a gift that keeps on giving.

Have a great week!


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 September 2018

I AM FIERCE / i am terrified
well-spring of life, informing cells that make me, me
to those who dare dip from her shallow well
hum of longing, knowing, still
humble selflessness
a crown of crimson petals
the worst was yet to come
evil can’t sustain a never-ending terror reign
but her bitterest arch rival was, in fact, a Valkyrie
again I am surprised to find more royalty
reminds me I’m the sum of many parts
I guess it’s time to get down to business then
there’s a subtle shift
on the prowl, terrorizing
deep peace through the darkest of nights
life overcoming

~kat

A 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 ReVerse features the works of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over a period time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Saturday With The Muse

broken concrete is
devoured by green
steel, marble, glass,
man-made things
all will decay
life overcoming

I never grow weary
of nature’s beautiful
cycles…her quiet dusking
and sweet song at dawn…it is
why I can rest my soul in
deep peace through the
darkest of nights

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Online


September -A Poem A Day #1

two skunks
stinky vermin
on the prowl, terrorizing
wary neighborhood dog walkers
armed with tomato juice

~kat

For my September Challenge to myself, I am beginning with a new form, the Pensee. (See its description below) I’m not sure if I’ll repeat it daily. I may switch it up after a day or two. The main goal is to write a poem a day.

The Pensee – A syllabic form. No meter specified. No rhyme. Syllabic count 2-4-7-8-6:
line 1 is the subject;
line 2 gives description;
line 3, action;
line 4, the setting;
line 5, final thought.