this moment in time
opened us to look at things
we hoped could not be
making all see that we care
little for one another, but let’s
fight together for the dream
you and yours (we) can do better
kat ~ 5 November 2016
(Magnetic Poetry using The Love Kit)
For the Magnetic Poetry Challenge by Elusive Trope’s Specks and Fragments.
we cut our teeth reciting pledges,
innocents, reeking of privilege,
wagons hitched to dead stars, dangling
o’er fields gained by sly finagling
sworn allegiance to vain pipe dreams
promises bigger than they seem
dare not question how, why, where?
the what’s don’t matter, for’s don’t care
following suits, confess, repent
incorruptible, heaven sent
slaying the many for the few
to give the piper king his due
try to set sheep and goats apart
but evil lurks in ev’ry heart.
kat ~ 4 November 2016
privilege creeps in
to thwart have nots from having
one must rig the race
kat ~ 2 November 2016
A haiku for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, prompt words: Creep & Race. The original painting is public domain attributed to Martin van Meytens.
black moon rising
season of the in-between
frosted blossoms withering
trees of verdant green
now softly browning
squirrels root for seed
to winter on
come dark moon, the nights
grow longer
gently rock this world
rest our souls
in deepest peace…
kat ~ 30 October 2016
(Magnetic Poetry Online Nature Kit)
Happy Sunday. Again this week’s Shi Sai is the perfect snapshot of the week that was. More ugly came out of the shadows rearing its snarling oppressive self in the world politic, but an amazing thing happened. People once ensorcelled by the droning spin started to wake up, started to speak up and declare, “it’s not okay,” “words matter” and “decent people don’t talk like this, or act like this.”
Oh there are still some mesmerized by the extravagant display of privileged unfettered power. Some who believe that words don’t matter, who’ve forgotten what it means to be a united people where everyone matters.
But somehow, even though the latest raging rants cut a little deeper, the truth found a way, like healing balm, to expose the ugly for what it is. And that gives me hope.
Have a wonderful week, breathe deeply and press toward the light! ❤️
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 30 October 2016
how she presses toward the light
Finishing a poem.
always breathe
the sand shifts,
might look you straight in the eye,
it’s impossible
it can break a heart,
so he scanned each face in the crowd…
(She) closed her eyes, breathing deeply, losing herself in the musky aroma of damp earth that filled the air
‘midst the thorns she thrives ascending
like moths to a flame
they were ensorcelled
we choose our poison
dark coffee in a porcelain cup,
but only from dusk to dawn.
~kat
The Shi Sai, (formerly known as a ReVerse) is a new form I came up with during Poetry Month in April 2016. I’ve actually been writing shu sai for years but was inspired to give it a proper name. It is a poem created by taking one line of verse from several poems of an author’s own collection. The shi sai is done as a review of a series or collection of poems and therefore, each line should flow in chronological order of the dates the poems were written (from oldest to new). The lines chosen should be the author’s favorite from each poem. This form works best if the author resists the temptation to read the full new poem before all the verses have been added. (It helps one to resist the impulse to change a line to make it “fit”.
like mercury colliding... 