
deluded
turn
down the gaslight
please
it keeps me up nights
wondering if i can know the truth
when lies
are so easily spun
repeated over
and over…
no one gives a damn
~kat
It’s March, and geeky me loves a good Pi base when writing a poem.
Here are a few digits of Pi (π).
3.1415926535
For this poem I decided to write an 11-line poem matching the syllable count for each line with the digits of Pi. The 3. is of course the title set apart by the period separating it from the series that follows. And you may have noticed that the line count is 11…a prime number. 😊Im calling this form Pi-Prime. Geek out!




March 7th, 2024 at 7:05 pm
Oh that is so accurate, Kat! Sadly it’s only going to get worse…
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March 7th, 2024 at 7:05 pm
It’s a bit scary nowadays!
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March 8th, 2024 at 2:31 am
Gaslight used in this way brings a new meaning to this poem.
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March 8th, 2024 at 11:04 am
You always catch the nuances I slip into my poetry Sadje! Thanks for acknowledging it. It gives me joy to know you get it. 😊
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March 8th, 2024 at 8:00 pm
It’s a pleasure reading your work Kat
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