Category Archives: Essays

Echoes of my Neighborhood

Well, it’s almost Thursday. I’ll post a link to our hostess Jacqueline’s blog once she posts her echoes. I was just really excited about this one. Been working on it all week.

This week I set my little phone camera into macro mode for a micro view of my bloomin’ front yard. I am sure my faerie had something to do with it (The one who tossed herself under the birdbath and busted her head to free herself from life as a yard ornament? But that’s another story…a limerick to be exact. You can read about her HERE!)

Wow! When I digress, I really digress! Back to my micro garden. Mmmm…come to think of it, if I were a faerie…it might look something like this!

And there are also a few critters who came out for the photo shoot. A caterpillar and a baby mantis. Very good fortune indeed!

Have a great week! 🌸

UPDATE: And here is a link to Jacqueline’s blog, A cooking Pot and Twisted Tales. Click HERE to check out some of the other neighborhoods!



April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #27

So…true story…my poor birdbath faerie ornament took a tumble and busted her head open. (it didn’t help that the bird bath bowl fell on her…likely the doings of one of the neighborhood cats!) At any rate, like Humpty Dumpty, it is not likely that I will be able to patch her together, but then I thought, maybe, just maybe, there was a “REAL” faerie trapped inside just aching to get out…People who love faeries like I do will get this. You others…yep…it’s a tad loony. But it made me feel better about losing my favorite yard ornament.

Of course I have another poem to write today for Poetry month and I thought, “what a perfect topic for a limerick!” Truth be told, I don’t care much for limericks. We do them in challenges here on WordPress, but the topics are not always whimsical which makes for a very unlimericky limerick. Limericks should be fun or at least slightly far-fetched or unusual.

Here is a description of a proper limerick:
A Limerick consists of five lines. The first line usually begins with ‘There once was a….’ and ends with a name, person or place. The last line of a limerick is normally a little farfetched or unusual. It has a rhyme scheme of aabba. Lines 1,2 and 5 should rhyme and have the same syllable count and lines 3 and 4 should be shorter in length having a different rhyme.

 

faerie

Escape from Polymeria

There once was a faerie held captive in clay,
her perpetual frolic – a cute garden display
then one day she fell down
cracked a hole in her crown
on the wind now, she’s happily free to this day!

kat ~ 27 May 2016


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #26

Happy Day 26 of my challenge to myself to explore a new poetry form each day for Poetry Month. I can’t believe we are nearing the end of this journey. I would be remiss if I did not feature the Haiku.

We have a lot of fun here on WordPress with the Haiku, assigning interesting topic prompts in our challenges to each other. But the Traditional Japanese Haiku is a three-line poem with seventeen syllables writing in a 5/7/5 count written in the present tense with a focus on images from nature. It should emphasize simplicity, intensity, directness of expression and a sudden sense of enlightenment and illumination.

The haiku’s origins can be traced back to thirteenth century Japan and was used as the opening phrase of 100 stanza oral poems called “renga”. It became its own form in the sixteenth century, perfected by the Haiku Master, Matsuo Basho.

Iris

a goddess rises
graced in amaranthine blush
Iris is her name

kat ~ 26 April 2016


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 April 2016


Good morning world! It has been a week of entertaining the muse. She fills my busy brain to the brim with lovely words, knowing that I can’t resist letting a few spill out onto hungry blank pages. This week was about about embracing the fact that I see a world that exists between the lines. Each moment is a lovely comma…a selah.

Of course I know this in my heart. I’ve always known that when others see gray, I see silver…when others see chaos, I see Fibonacci swirls. I am odd (though I prefer  the word eccentric).

And I have a choice. I can force myself to color inside the lines, to blend in as I am expected to do. Or I can surrender to the exhilaration that comes from each wild stroke that breaks free. It only takes a moment. For me, it is an obvious  choice. 

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 April 2016

Find lasting peace
and burrow deep
love is in bloom; we must take a selfie!
but clearly this takes a bit of practice.
she fills my hollow head
what do they have in common
for me to forget
waterbending orbs…
a hypothetical glass,
promise in a glass half full
bestowing grace
but you had already gone
goodbyes are temporary woes.
that year for him…and for her…spring never came.
some don’t give one iota
this odd little place is in my neighborhood
heavy droplets descend
waning runs red.

kat


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #23

Happy Saturday! I hope you had a wonderful day. Today I am going to try a short like three line poem called the Than-Bauk. It often expresses a witty saying or epigram (Epigrams are also associated with humor or a memorable statement. Early epigrams were used by the Greek in memory of a deceased loved one.)

The Than-Bauk is a three line “climbing rhyme” poem of Burmese origin. Each line has four syllables . The rhyme is on the fourth syllable of the first line, the third syllable of the second line, and the second syllable of the third line.

In Memory of the Sun

At dusk the sun’s
waning runs red
soon comes the night.

kat ~ 23 April 2016