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like an autumn leaf – NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 1

like an autumn leaf

like an autumn leaf

like an autumn leaf, I’m clinging against the wind
crimson flushed, vexed by this calamity’s cruel din
now furloughed from the cubicle that once sustained
makeshift desk, remotely linked at home, is not the same
but duty calls, resigned am I to shelter in

one by one we watched the nations fail to win
succumbing to this foe, that strikes us from within
pandemics don’t discriminate, we’re the same
like an autumn leaf

my bank account and pantry are slowly growing thin
worried for coworkers, my family, my friends
normal lost forever, “new normal” stakes its claim
history will remember, we were forever changed
many not surviving this cruel whirlwind
like an autumn leaf

~kat


NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 1: Write a self-portrait poem in which you make a specific action a metaphor for your life – one that typically isn’t done all that often, or only in specific circumstances. For example, bowling, or shopping for socks, or shoveling snow, or teaching a child to tie its shoes.

For today’s poem, a Rondeau. The Rondeau is a French form, 15 lines long, consisting of three stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a sestet with a rhyme scheme as follows: aabba aabR aabbaR. Lines 9 and 15 are short – a refrain (R) consisting of a phrase taken from line one. The other lines are longer (but all of the same metrical length).


Pink Flamingos – NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 Early-Bird Challenge

Pink Flamingos

Perfection in pink
Ignoble, some might say,
Notorious, nonsensical,
Kitsch, in full, on crude display

Flamingos,
Long-legged, lovely loons
Aping graceful water nymphs
Molded plastic paragons
Immortal relics, sans of vim
No other curio competes
Gnomes defer their plotted place
Outdone, no crass landscape’s complete
So gird your lawns, flamingo pink!

~kat


For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 Early-Bird challenge, “write about your favorite bird”. I couldn’t resist! I love plastic pink flamingos! The more, the better. I once thought about displaying a yard full with a sign that read, pink flamingo sanctuary! 🤣 The best part is that there’s still time for me to make that dream come true! This poem is an acrostic poem, where the first letter of each word spells the title…Pink Flamingos.


morbid covidity

morbid covidity

no news for me today
no hysterical talking heads
no sick counts, death tolls or lies to decipher
i’m just listening to the wind
no news is not necessarily good news

~kat


A Gogyohka today.
1. Gogyohka is a new form of short poem that is based on the ancient Japanese Tanka and Kodai Kayo;
2. Gogyohka has five lines, but exceptionally may have four or six;
3. Each line of Gogyohka consists of one phrase with a line-break after each phrase or breath;
4. Gogyohka has no restraint on numbers of words or syllables;
5. The theme of Gogyohka is unrestricted.


Sunday’s ReVerse – March 29, 2020

We will be forever changed when this storm passes. And pass it will, though some of us will not live to see it. My hope is that those of us left behind emerge from our seclusion with a new appreciation for each other, gratefulness and respect for the heroes in our midst, not celebrities or athletes or Marvel masked characters or high level politicians, but the healthcare workers, the first responders, the restauranteurs who are keeping us fed, some delivering to our doors, the grocery store clerks, the delivery drivers, the mail carriers…those who press on and serve us at a distance and in our time of great need. Thank you. Thank you all.

Staying inside to stop the spread, as so many of us have been called to do, is such a small price to pay to help us all arrive safely on the other side. We will all be forever changed. Hopefully, we will emerge a kinder people. We are truly in this together.

Stay safe, stay well, be kind, breathe. Today’s reVerse, gleaned over the past few months, kind of says it all. I’ll leave you with that! Peace to you my friends. Peace. ❤️


Sunday’s ReVerse – March 29, 2020

gentle dark descending
through shuttered curtain slits,
Until next glimpse…
each day, the simple gift of life
death looms in the shadows seeking
in silver and want
morning’s icy breath lingered
if only for a season
but here behind these looming walls,
soft blush of blooms on the breeze
on pause, love draws near…from a distance
causing me to sigh
soon comes the dawn

~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.(or in this case, the last several months).


Faithful Dawn

though the dark of night
may seem unbearably
long, know that soon comes
the dawn, bright and beautiful
breathing life and light into
every living thing…always

~kat


Magnetic Poetry – Nature Poet


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