…in solidarity with loving thoughts and deep condolences to our neighbors in Christchurch, NZ…
being other
we’re not so
different
we are each someone’s
other
but what we do share
our need for peace, compassion, understanding, connects us all
~kat
Peace All
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…
filthy rich
it’s a nasty
truth
once hidden, now revealed
privilege
is not content with luxury
that most will never know…they want it all
~kat
…inspired by current events…rich parents behaving badly. When it came time to get their progeny into the best colleges they did what any parent would do ( not hardly ). They found a shady way to pay the way for their kid to gain admission to elite schools. Rules be damned for the “haves” in this world! 🤬
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…
led a-stray
a feral tiger
cat
rubs against my leg
purring
when i’m on my walks
damn cat, I worry when I don’t see him
~kat
(A true story)
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…
a rose is…
she’s of a certain
age, you know, a
real beauty in
her prime but
clinging to her
withered gown
makes her look
old with fading
mane once
vibrant, sweet her
fragrance reeks of
musty death, they think
it’s time she gives
this ruse rest, the
reaper waits with
pruning shears, she’s
had her summer
in the sun, to yield
at long last, it’s for
the best, she’s of
a certain age you
know, clinging to
her faded gown but
she’s not finished,
being beautiful, not
yet, she’s not
finished, no, not yet
~kat
…’til death
distant light
interrupted
hollow
dark days
cynics in love
the other side
of invisible
roommates
the girl smiles
mr. and mrs.
first day
~kat
For Mind LoveMisery’s Menagerie’s Sunday Writing Prompt. “It’s all in the title.” I liked them all!made for an interesting found poem. Here are the titles:
A Distant Hum
Light Interrupted
Hollow Entreaty
Dark Days: Biography of a Self-Professed Cynic
Suddenly in Love
The Otherside of Nothing
Invisible Roommates
The Girl with the Cast Iron Smile
Mr. and Mrs. Deadtree
The First Day
like mercury colliding... 