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Echoes of my Neighborhood

So…I don’t get out much! I know, I know, I admit I work too much. When I finally did manage an outing this past weekend we had a mini blizzard! So I am afraid the lovely downtown farmer’s market photos I had planned didn’t happen. In fact, the farmers barely showed up! There were a few brave souls but even fewer customers.

Not to worry, in my attempt to escape the elements I happened upon a new shop of metaphysical trinkets and curiosities! And I found a new inside toy! A sand photo box! I can watch these for hours, and have, since I brought it home!

So, I am moving it inside this week, into a dreamy corner of my nest to “listen” to floating drifts of sand, streams of tan and brown with a flash of gold. They have quite a lot to say! Have a wonderful Thursday!

ZenScapes 

  
  
  
  
If you would like to visit other neighborhoods, visit my friend Jacqueline at a cooking pot and twisted tales by clicking HERE!


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #14

Today I’m giving the Luc Bat a go. This poetry form is Vietnamese in origin and means “six-eight.” In fact, the poem consists of alternating lines of six and eight syllables. This poem is interesting in its rhyme scheme that renews at the end of every eight-syllable line and rhymes on the sixth syllable of both lines.

Here’s a diagram of how the first few lines of luc bat poems should rhyme:
xxxxxA
xxxxxAxB
xxxxxB
xxxxxBxC
xxxxxC
xxxxxCxD
xxxxxD
xxxxxDxE

I managed a few luc bats. The rhyme sequence is a bit tricky B but once I got the hang of it I wanted to keep going! Hope you will give this one a try! 😊

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Sleep Interrupted

Here at the cusp of dawn
as dark of night moves on, I sigh
half asleep, buying time
Hit the snooze, close my eyes, distressed,
Toss and turn, try to rest
And then the sun, that pest, peeks through
The day awaits anew
There’s nothing left to do but rise.

No Regrets

It’s too late to regret
a deed once done and yet we try
“A do-over!” we cry,
as if we could deny our part
It cuts us to the heart
Releasing is an art, you know
the only way to grow
choose to learn, let it go, move on.

kat ~ 14 April 2016

 


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #13

Happy Poetry Month this 13th day of April! Today’s poetry form, the Sijo originates from Korea and like its cousins, the haiku and tantra, is comprised of three lines. Each line should have 14-16 syllables, pausing in the middle, the first half containing 6 to 9 syllables with the balance in the second. A Sijo may be narrative or thematic. It develops in three parts: introduction of a situation or problem; development or “turn” in line two; and resolution in the third, often employing a twist or surprise in the first half of the line. Sijo is strongly based in nature and may take on religious or metaphysical themes as well. Unlike haiku, sijo relies heavily on the use of metaphors, symbols, puns, allusions and other word play. Some modern print restrictions may show a sijo in six lines.

I take my inspiration today from an amazing “volunteer” tomato plant. I found it last summer, thriving in the middle of my compost heap. I am not a gardener. I barely knew what to do with it once I found it. But despite my inadequacy, Nature saw fit to provide me with a dozen or so plump tomatoes.

Nature has a way of surprising us with her wild chaotic unruliness. She has been sustaining life for eons, long before the first human thought to contain her in tidy rows with hoe in hand. It’s comforting to those of us who tend to go with the flow to know that Nature has our back…and a few tomatoes to spare.

tomatoes

This is an actual photo of my wild tomatoes from Summer 2015!

Nature’s Garden

Gardeners, who fancy their thumbs green, primp and prune and toil
Sowing seeds, midst fussy plots of weeds, their empty plates to fill.
My garden thrives in a compost heap, vines bursting tomatoes!

kat ~ 13 April 2016

 

 

 

 


April Poetry Month-A Word a Day #10

Happy Sunday and Happy 10th day of Poetry Month. Today’s poetry form is a perfect blend of left and right brain…the poem itself, a blend of elements, seasons, earth and sky. It is the perfect poetic storm…at least in my own mind! And you will recognize an old friend, my fairy tree lady.

Because she was so near an oak tree when I first noticed her, I assumed that she was an oak sapling. But this spring I discovered she is, in fact, a dogwood tree!

Serendipitous! Don’t you think? What better form could there be, but the Fibonacci…expanding cyclically into infinity! The whole idea of it makes me smile!

A Fibonacci Poem is a 6-line poem that follows the Fibonacci sequence for syllable count per line. It is expandable if you are mathematically inclined…alas, I am not. So I will stick to the basic form. But for those who want to give the expanded version a try, I’ve included the equation sequence to give you a start! The standard version syllable sequence is 1-1-2-3-5-8. The expanded version is calculated as such:
0+1=1
1+1=2
1+2=3
2+3=5
3+5=8
5+8=13
8+13=21
13+21=34
and so on and so forth…to infinity and beyond

Here then is my take:

 

Photo Credit: Kat Myrman 2016


The Dogwood Lady

She
whose
bare limbs
weathered winter,
now adorns herself in
a flowing gown of dogwood blooms.

kat ~ 10 April 2016


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #9

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..This is Maxwell’s “Mom…MOM…wake UP MAAAMAAA…I have to go potty!!!” look…at 4 am!!!

It is day nine of National Poetry Month. I have chosen a Tercet Cascade for my poetry form today, prompted by a middle of the night wake up call…that has lapsed into early morning. No rest for my weary monkey brain.

I do love my very big puppy Maxwell…but 4 am Max??? Sheesh! Give your old mom a break! As I type he is blissfully snoring at my side. Yep…gotta love him!

At any rate, this poem won’t win any awards. Haha! A bit of whimsy, a touch of angst perhaps, but importantly, true to the prescribed form…hey, what do you expect at 4 am!

A side note…my router went offline in the middle of this, so most of the time was spent FINDING the documentation in order to reconfigure the blasted thing so I could log online to post today’s little ditty! I mention this in case you were wondering if this Cascade poem took me 3 hours to write! 🙂 I will need to revisit this poetry form one day and give it proper homage …but for now, I need coffee!

Here is a description of a basic Cascade. There are no hard fast rules regarding rhyme or meter. It involves taking a line from the first stanza, sequentially, to repeat as the last line of each additional stanza. The number of stanzas depends on the number of lines you use for the initial one. You can set it up as a three-line stanza (Tercet) or a four-line stanza (quatrain). You might even expand to a 5 line or 6 line..the sequence would be the same, looking something like this: for a Tercet – ABC-abA-cdB-efC / for a Quatrain – ABCD-abcA-defB-ghiC-jklD…you get the idea!


Potty Break

Roused awake at 4 am
for my puppy’s potty break
interrupted REM

Off to do our business then
half asleep and fuzzy brained
roused awake at 4 am!

How much longer must he take?
I am losing patience fast
for my puppy’s potty break

Those who call dogs “man’s best friend”
likely never lost a wink
Interrupted REM!

kat~9 April 2016