Monthly Archives: April 2024

NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 10 – time to unplug

time to unplug

no need to rise from bed today
it’s safer here, i think i’ll stay
and should i drift back off to sleep
obligations can wait, they’ll keep

they’re not as urgent as you think
sweet dreams await, i’m on the brink
rest is required, don’t you know
whence inspiration freely flows

as you can see it’s optimal
to let me snooze, it’s possible
and you should try it for yourself
sleep’s good for the soul, for your health

so have a day, good, bad, don’t care
i’ll see you where or when, i swear
but now I’ve better things to do
i’m off to dream, no thoughts of you

~kat…zzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZ

NaPoWriMo 2024 -Day 10 Challenge: write a poem based on one of the curious headlines, cartoons, and other journalistic tidbits featured at Yesterday’s Print, where old new stays amusing, curious, and sometimes downright confusing.

Inspiration for today’s poem from Yesterday’s Print

Poetry Form:

Rhyming couplets. Formal verse rhymes; the sequence of rhymes is called the rhyme scheme. AA BB is specifically four lines, the first two rhyming and the second two rhyming. And so on – a poem of whatever length which repeats this pattern AA BB CC DD . . . uses couplet rhymes.


NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 9 – Ode to a Pebble

Ode to a Pebble 

i’m convinced you were once a giant boulder
centuries old, with eons of history
hidden inside, secrets of the universe
waiting to be found

over time you slowly eroded, boulder
to stone to gravel to pebble you faded
but despite your diminishing size it’s clear
your secrets still held

you may wonder how I know that this is true
I have found that you’re averse to being ignored
your boulder’s heart screams loud and clear, especially
when you’re in my shoe

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 9 Challenge: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own ode celebrating an everyday object.

Poetry Form: Sapphic Ode

The Sapphic Ode consist of any number of stanzas. The stanza consists of four lines. Three of them are composed of eleven syllables and the last one is made up of five syllables. There is no requirement that the lines rhyme.


NaPoWriMo 2024 -Day 8 – A Perfect Day Interrupted

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A Perfect Day Interrupted

It was a perfect afternoon.
The shopping mall wasn’t too crowded
and I found the perfect parking spot
near the Sears store entrance.
Was in and out in record time with
the perfect gift for the twins’ birthday.
It was a perfect afternoon until you
came barreling out of nowhere slamming
my car from behind as the light changed
yellow to red, when everything went black…
The screech of tires and car horns
jolted me back, having been propelled
into oncoming traffic. It could have gone
badly, it could very well have been…you know…
I remember thinking then, “when my time comes
I hope it’s quick, something I don’t
see coming, like being rear-ended
in a mall parking lot”…I remember
thinking that would not be a bad way to go.

-kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 8 Challenge: write a poem that centers around an encounter or relationship between two people (or things) that shouldn’t really have ever met – whether due to time, space, age, the differences in their nature, or for any other reason.


NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 7 – Anniversary

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Anniversary

I thought of you today, thought of us, at that little cafe.
You know the one, near that funky gift shop…has it been a year?
Ordered a tea. Wish you were here. Strange, I think in a way you are.

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 7 Challenge: write a poem titled “Wish You Were Here” that takes its inspiration from the idea of a postcard. Consistent with the abbreviated format of a postcard, your poem should be short, and should play with the idea of travel, distance, or sightseeing.

Poetry Form: The Sijo

Sijo poems follow a structure familiar to fans of Japanese haiku and tanka: There are three lines in total, each with about 14–16 syllables, for a total syllable count of 44–46. Where haiku may encourage the briefest glimpse of feeling or scene, sijo has a touch more room to paint a picture. The first line sets the theme of the poem, say, with a 3-4-4-4 grouping pattern; the second line elaborates with a similar 3-4-4-4 echo, introducing more detail or perspective; the third line presents some kind of conclusion.


NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 6 – an empty sink

an empty sink

it was the unspoken rule
a sure antidote for the insanity
that seeped through the walls
and haunted the dark rooms
of my childhood home
everything in its place and
most of all, no dishes in the sink
it was nightly chore my sister and I hated
but one we knew, if not completed
each night to our father’s satisfaction
when he returned from his nightly binges
we could expect to be roused from sleep
by the sound of the cabinets being emptied
of dishes and silverware hitting the floor
ordered to clean the mess “we caused”
all because there was a fork left in the sink
or a tea cup, it didn’t matter,
I remember hiding in the clothes closet
to avoid his manic outbursts of rage
I learned to be perfect on the outside

eventually I realized that a spotless sink somehow provided my troubled father
with the appearance of order
a way to hide the disfunction
that hounded him and terrorized
our seemingly happy, little family
we looked good in Polaroid snapshots
we almost looked normal…

it would be years before I was able
to let dishes air dry in the sink
my sister too suffered this peculiar trait
eventually we both realized that life
can be a bit messy, that unfolded laundry
on a chair or dishes in the sink are not
grave sins, but simply signs of normal life
and messy normal is okay
but it’s a character flaw I contend with
because perfect is an illusion
so please don’t judge me
by my spotless sink…I’m not trying to hide
some horrible secret or assuage my angst
sometimes I just can’t help myself
but sometimes, I’ll leave a spoon
in the sink overnight on purpose
because I need to remember
though I am my fathers’s daughter
I am not crazy…
at least that’s what my therapist tells me

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 6 Challenge – And now for our (optional) prompt. Today’s we’d like to challenge you to write a poem rooted in “weird wisdom,” by which we mean something objectively odd that someone told you once, and that has stuck with you ever since. Need an example? Check out Naomi Shihab Nye’s poem “Making a Fist.”