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Sunday’s Week in Verse – 20 December 2015

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Happy Sunday! And happy weekend before Christmas! As I started lifting lines from this past week’s postings things could have taken a much darker turn mid-poem (thanks to Ronovan Writes Haiku challenge of opposites). I took the more positive lines, but the tone still had a bittersweet quality. I can’t help but think of all the family gatherings that will be taking place this week. It can be wonderful and it can also test our patience.

There is something about going home that has a way of transforming us into children, with all the wonderful as well as the baggage we carry with us throughout our lives.

What I wish for you…for all of us, this holiday season is gentle reconciliations, happy memories, love and peace. Each year it is our greatest hope. And each year we have the opportunity to witness a miracle. Yes, most of all, I wish you miracles.

Sunday’s Week in Verse – 20 December 2015

I didn’t get the memo…
They may be coming, but I don’t have to like it!
Like a beast to
the trough I sift
through the backwash
of drivel and banter.
Looks deceive.
A blooming beauty,
Charmed, I’m sure.
Enchanting view from afar
After all, they had each other.
In dreamy slumber we wait
splintering in ecstasy…
That’s how she would remember…
If not for promises of spring
I think I might need an intervention.
An adjective…not a question,
It had been a long day of waiting.

~ kat


Sunday’s Week in Verse – 13 December 2015

Happy Sunday! This week’s collection of verse is a bit odd but there are a few take-aways. I started off the week inspired by nature and then suddenly it t seems slid down a slippery slope surrounded by wolves being wolves and cake! Let them eat cake, I say…or chocolate! Because at the end of the day it’s all about balance, paying attention and remembering that we are all in this together…this mad crazy world of ours. And the most important thing? Truth. It is like a candle in the wind. We should protect it even if it’s hard…or risk the light going out.

Phew! That was a brain-full. Thank goodness for this day of rest. Next week is bound to be full of lessons too, I am sure if it. But for today, I think I’ll just simmer on this a bit. My wish for you? Gentleness on your journey, wherever life leads you.

Peace out..for now! ❤️

Sunday’s Week in Verse – 13 December 2015

Nature’s perfection inspires us all!
a lover of many…and none
brain-freeze karma sucks.
must have a pallet for sweets
chocolate optional.
To achieve balance
Practice saying, “No.”
I promise I won’t laugh!”
Wouldn’t you like to be a fly near that café table.
we are part of the human race that includes all the peoples of the world…not just our little corner of it.
“Home looked smaller than she remembered.”
She loved cockadoodle-dooing!
‘Tis a fortnight I am told…
from madness to muse.
Truth is like a candle in the wind for those who refuse to see it.

~kat

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 that helps me to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean the slate. 


A Letter to my International Friends

letter_wide-114373157624ef432f57452b56c2eb19289fd314-s6-c30A Letter to my International Friends,

I really hate discussing politics. I’d much rather write flash fiction stories or wax poetic about nature or other things equally benign, but I feel my hand has been forced this week. It’s unavoidable really. And I do hope you’ll read my letter, because there is something I’d like you to know about me.

I am not an American who agrees with our latest political leader wannabe, Donald Trump and others, that we should close our borders to every Muslim person in the world. And while we’re on the topic, that goes for our neighbors in Mexico and the Syrian Refugees who seek haven here. I don’t believe that hiding behind our borders or giving in to our fears makes us safer. It’s important to me that you know I am not part of that America. The America I live in is welcoming to the stranger, a haven for the refugee and inclusive to all.

And I am not an American who believes that the poor are solely responsible for their plight. That they just need to stop being poor by pulling themselves up by their boot straps and start working. Some of the hardest working people I know can’t afford a roof over their head or food for their table because they do not earn a living wage. The corporate lobbiests and many politicians don’t believe in helping the poor. They believe that the poor are moochers and lazy. But I need you to know that I believe that this is immoral and wrong and simply not true, at least in the America that I live in.

I am not an American who believes that women need to be treated differently and in many cases, less than, in our society. This equates to less pay, limited access to health care and limited control over their bodies and lives. The America that I believe in supports equality for women in all ways…period.

I live in the America that seeks to divide, exclude and deny rights to people who are different. But I need you to know that even though I live in this America, I don’t believe in doing any of those things. I don’t feel the need to exercise my own personal rights to the exclusion of others.  And I certainly don’t believe that it is right to use my rights to deny someone else theirs. I believe the civil war was settled 150 years ago. That it is a sad page of history from our past, but that it should remain in the past. The America I live in knows that when the rights of one person are threatened or denied, everyone’s rights are at risk.

I suspect that you may get the impression that America is a wild-west gun-toting dangerous place. With a whopping 270 million to 310 million guns owned in this country I can understand why you might believe this. But in truth that number represents only about 37% of our total population (according to the Pew Research Center). I am one of the 63% that don’t own a weapon. I support the 2nd amendment and a citizen’s right to own a gun. But I think we should be doing a much better job of monitoring and managing those who should not own a gun based on mental health or criminal record status…and I believe that there are certain kinds of weapons, meant only for killing people, not hunting for food, or personal protection, that shouldn’t be sold on the free market. If I’m being totally honest, I am pretty scared of that 37%.

The America I believe in would provide health care to all as a right, not a privilege for only those who can afford it. It would provide a quality education for our young people, including college. It would ensure that all children be given the best possible start in life, with continuing support along the way. I’ve been watching some of you other countries. And you’re getting it right. Maybe it’s because you’ve been around a bit longer. We’re rather new in this being a nation thing. And I admit that we have a lot to learn. I do hope that one day we too can get it right.

Thank you for reading my letter. I know that the other America, the loud one, is getting a lot of press these days, but I want you to know that there are more people like me. And while I feel the need to apologize for the ugliness and hate you see spewing from our shores…and I do apologize, please know that there are also those of us who really do want to get along…who believe we are part of the human race that includes all the peoples of the world…not just our little corner of it. And I hope you know that like many of you, we wish and hope for peace.

Signed,

Me…kat…a voice from the America that is not blasted in the media

p.s. now I think I will get back to my poetry and prose. 🙂

 

 

 


Sunday’s Week in Verse – 6 December 2015


Such a range of emotion! An ode to the changing of seasons! I find that I revel in the summer as if it will never end and languish in Winter wondering when it will. But it is the transition seasons that pierce my heart most deeply. The Spring with her exuberant regalia, life in full bloom and Autumn with her graceful, letting go. I learn my greatest lessons from the in between.

The trees are now bare as the frost clings tightly to sleepy limbs and blades of fading green, trumpeting the coming season of rest. As if to say thorough darkening days, breathe deeply, close your eyes and settle in. We follow nature’s lead unconsciously this time of year, draped in the ambience of twinkling lights and warm hearth’s glow. Time to rest our weary heads and surrender to the dream.

A gentle Wintering to you!

Sunday’s Week in Verse – 6 December 2015

I wonder if she remembers the spring.
though I do miss the smell of crayons!
“Don’t think! You’ll only make it worse!
”
crowned by raven locks.
unlike their hoary siblings,
simply black and white.
it’s wise not to blink.
she scales richter’s heights.
she hated green paint.
She’ll slumber now through frost’s first kiss.
…step off the edge without a net
In a million small ways, she inhabits his days
“Oh yeah, I was born for this!”
I won’t notice you, because I will be DANCING!
YOU CAN RELY ON IT
…giving voice to things, and being authentic…
here, surrounded by wild flowers and roses.
bust a jit crazy
I couldn’t let this day pass
Get up my pretty girl.
Don’t be deceived by her fragility.
Life is a gift
*Silence*
drawn to light, eye to keyhole.

~ kat

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 to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean the slate. 


3 Day 3 Quote Challenge – Day 2

Happy Wednesday and Happy 3 Day 3 Quote Challenge Day #2. My selections (I chose two today) are all about the dance. I am not a good dancer. I’ve been told as much by my friends. But I am still moved by music and life, and graceful or not cannot help myself from dancing! So if you happen to be on the dance floor when I am there…you’ll recognize me as the awkward clodhopper in the middle of the floor. I won’t notice you, because I will be DANCING!  (I hope you dance 🙂

For day two I extend the invitation to join this challenge to:
Lynn at Lynz Real Cooking
Black Cherries at CherryTales
Karina at Writing the Wrong, Right, and Ridiculous

As I mentioned yesterday…if you three would like to join me, please post a quote a day and nominate three for three days. And…it’s okay if you don’t have the time. You may graciously decline. No pressure. 🙂

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