
some thought him a fool
nonsensical, crude was he
crazy…like a fox
~kat
For Haiku Horizons Prompt Word: Fool.

some thought him a fool
nonsensical, crude was he
crazy…like a fox
~kat
For Haiku Horizons Prompt Word: Fool.

Sarah was running out of time.
With only minutes to spare she scrambled to think of something to say that John would remember years from now when they would meet for the first time…again.
“You remind me of someone I would very much like to know…” she whispered, as she turned away, fading into air.
~kat
A Three Line Tale inspired by the photo above by Charles Etoroma via Unsplash

oh how graceful they fly
on wings through the sky
as I watch them, I sigh from below
~kat
Florescence #5 for Jane Dougherty’s Daily Florescence Poem Challenge.

Egyptian Hieroglyphs from Wikipedia
Shepherds,
lowly goatherds,
chiseled legends in stone
‘twas a story of all creatures
and how they came to be; the worms, the trees,
birds of the air; droppings of seed
that took root in the ground
under the stars
blooming
and of
belly crawlers
worms, sprouting arms and legs,
rising from the sea, from fishes
to land dwellers living in harmony;
so too the dawning of humankind,
born of water and dust,
heaven and hell,
no peace
because
humans forgot
that they came from the earth,
from the seed and the worm, from birds
and the fishes; forgetting the music,
the song of creation fading
to scarcely a whisper
time and again,
chaos
~kat
I took today’s NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 5 suggestion and added my own twist. My photo inspiration is a hieroglyphic etching, and my poem is a creative translation using a series of lines and reverse lines in the syllable form of 2-4-6-8-10-8-6-4-2.


battered, billowing trees
bent from a blust’ry breeze
their dappled crowns like seas, leaf scattered
~kat
Playing along with Jane Dougherty’s Daily Florescence Poem Challenge. Today Jane combined her florescense with a 5-word prompt from Secret Keeper. After laboring on and off for hours over the 5 words and their synonyms, my head started to hurt. So I glanced out the window and watched the wind-tossed trees. Mercifully the universe gave me a substitute topic for today’s daily poem. Coffee break over…back to spreadsheets and memos. 🙂