Category Archives: Digital Art & Photos

Naked Tree

 

kat 2015

 
Dearest Tree,
I watch you cling
to the last leaves of
summer as cold
Autumn gusts
abruptly
undress you. But
I must say, nakedness
becomes you.

~ kat ~ 13 November 2015


Reflections on a Street Lamp in the Rain

streetlamp

Through rain droplets
ambient lamp light glows warm
love is in the air.

Street
lamps shine
dreamlike through
fat rain droplets
guiding me
safely
home

I hardly noticed
it was raining that evening
when I saw you there
waiting under the lamp light…
like moth to flame, besotted.

~kat ~9 November 2015
(Haiku~Sept~Tanka)

A Haiku is a 3 line poem/syllables: 5-7-5; a Sept is a 7 line poem/syllables 1-2-3-4-3-2-1; and a Tanka is a 5-line poem/syllables: 5-7-5-7-7. I discovered this triune format through a poetry challenge and love the flow of it. J


Winter Blooms

A moment spent breathing…

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015


Sunday Week in Review – 1 November 2015

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A curious week this was, what with a full moon, and Halloween, thinning veils and spooky themes. It made for quite an interesting verse in review, but as it always seems to, this week makes perfect sense in retrospect. And so we settle in to begin a new week and a new month. Darker, shorter days and cooling temperatures. Hope you had a great week too! 😊 See you on the other side!  

Sunday Week in Review – 1 November 2015

She was a collector of old things,
Tomorrow
Nips at our heels
With troubles
That can
Wait.
The footsteps behind her got faster.
deep cerulean on white
Next time you decide to be a hero, let someone know!
her reflection lied
But it is the photo pictured above that he carries with him always.
Someone really should move that old chair
but don’t intrude
the spirit world encroaches
“Unbelievable!” he cried.
moonglow and cricket song
and at the shore i like my
sea to foam in azure mist,
The choir sweetly sang
avoiding every sidewalk crack
They’ll find you my sweet.

~kat~ 1 November 2015

If you’re new to this blog, a bit of background to explain the verse above. It is a line from each poem or prose from the previous week. Lifted and placed in the order written. A snapshot review of the week. It helps me clean the slate…reflect and ready myself for the new week. 


Lunarscape

  I lingered past drowsy dusk for this …moonglow and cricket song.