audacity
it’s
passion,
risking all
against the odds,
spring calling, that
seduces buds to bloom,
a labor of love, despite
the lingering threat of winter,
for one glorious day in the sun
~kat
A Nonet for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Challenge, Synonyms Only, Prompt Words: Hobby – labor of love, passion and Play – risk, odds.
broken bonds
it is not
true
what they say, that
family
is always there, that blood
is thicker…some blood is like water spilt, evaporating
~kat
The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…
dark noise
close your eyes
listen
the cool breeze is
whispering
the gloaming fades into night
as crickets chirp in harmony with traffic dinned crescendo
~kat
The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…
femme fatale
she twirls loose
strands
of hair ‘round her
fingertip
an absentminded idiosyncrasy that mesmerizes
unwitting onlookers, deadly, as a spider spinning its web
~kat
The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…
Today I am using an extended version of the pi sequence…3.14159265359 because, frankly, I felt like ranting. And because a John 3:16 billboard smacked me between the eyes (not literally) on my way in to work and I’m just tired of self-righteous religious people trying to convert everyone while doing victory dances around their golden “cow”, justifying the lies and hate that have bolstered their “heaven on earth” masterplan to-do list…I’m ranting again. Sorry…here’s the poem…
no thanks…really
i don’t need
saving
by your god of
hate
who uses children as collateral
who raises up monsters, who steals from the poor
i don’t
need a god who would side
with prideful, power hungry idolators
thanks, but no
thanks, i think i’ll be
fine, minding my own business, trying to be kind
~kat
like mercury colliding... 