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Kimo Day 8 – election fatigue

election fatigue

this incessant obsession with the polls…
i don’t care who is gaining
as long as trump loses

~kat


Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.

Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.


Kimo Day 7

if you dare to believe in anything
keep to yourself, if you please,
at best, it’s a theory

~kat


Kimo Poems

Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.

Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 7 July 2019

So…I’ve been on holiday. This week’s ReVerse spans the past two weeks. Tomorrow, it is back to routine. Back to waking before dawn, working until dusk, squeezing time for writing into the precious few moments in between. I have learned that I must work well under pressure. Every poem this past week has been a struggle. Apparently my muse has been on holiday as well.

But I can’t be too hard on myself. I made good use of my time. Spent several days at the beach with former high school acquaintances, visited my youngest daughters, grand children and grand pups, kept close vigil on the mama cat and elusive kitten who live under my porch, and took naps. A lot of naps. I realized how exhausted I am. All in all, the perfect break away. I needed it.

I would like to think I’ve learned the value of taking time for myself along the way, instead of cramming my leisure time into a structured, unstructured break, but I know I’ll slog right back into that old familiar rut. With any luck the muse will return to me. I think she knows that is when I need her most!

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 7 July 2019

forgiveness…grace are the only things that save me
dancing in flower beds, flickering sparks of light at night
i imagine a neon sign
she wanted to look “normal”
the sweet scent of roses goes unnoticed
to scale mountains, and sometimes rivers
these days we’re attached to our phones, connected to nobody
be back soon
oh yeah
life infused with bitter and sweet
random words, a spark of inspiration,
oppression at the gate
an eerie shroud of silence chokes the air,
somewhere, someone’s grieving

~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 words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Kimo Day 6 – but for grace…

but for grace…

the reaper swung his sickle this past week
souls I never met succumbed
somewhere, someone’s grieving

~kat


Kimo Poems

Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.

Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.


Kimo – Day 5

the coming storm

an eerie shroud of silence chokes the air,
cool and wet this steamy night,
low clouds strobe gray on blue

~kat


Kimo Poems

Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.

Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.