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Sunday Week in Review – 11 October 2015

Weird week. Crazy crazy busy at my day job. Long hours, squeezing flash fiction and haiku prompts and challenges in during breaks and upon rising and settling in. Midweek I was beginning to think I might not have a creative unprompted thought left in my head. But by week’s end a few beautiful words managed to spill out.

After a week like this, what you get is a cacophony of brain splatter that has no business making any sense at all…and yet, I kind of get what my subconscious is trying to tell me. Busy as it was, it was a very good week. And I’m learning to go with the flow. ☺️

Sunday Week in Review
October 10, 2015

elucidate the fine points
have a listen for yourself.
the orchestra erupted into a cacophony of dissonant notes,
One day he would thank her for leaving.
It was the happiest place she could think of
Hanging on was a bad idea.
The veil is thinning
To be tumescent
Charmed to earth by gravity
free to speak
in bellowing
whispers a
symphony of
tears…
It is no secret
Surrender
“It’s enough.” She lied.

kat ~ 11 October 2015

In case you are new here and wonder what the jumbled verse above is all about…

It is my weekly practice to lift a verse or line from each post from the previous week for a collective “look back”. It’s my way of clearing my head so I am open and ready for the coming week.

With that said, I’d like to wish you a great next week! 💕 As for me, I’m planning on fabulous! 😊


surrender

  


An Autumn Moment

 
The veil is thinning
now as daylight slips
beyond horizon’s edge,
and trees begin to shed
once verdant leaflets,
letting go, embracing
nakedness, airbrushed
against a crimson sky.

~ kat ~ autumn 2015


Sunday Week in Review – 4 October 2015


It is time again to reflect on the past week. A week drenched in tropical downpours and oceans of tears…a week of innocence lost and lives ended too soon…a week set in the afterglow of a blood moon eclipse.

As I do every week, lifting a verse from each post, one would expect the randomness of each line to be a mismatch of disconnected thoughts, but as often is true, they somehow intertwine to present a coherent review. This week surprised me again in heart-rending poignancy…

A life too soon stilled
an exercise in simplicity
the eclipsing moon-glow swells
to oppose tides of group think…They risked everything for a dream
It wasn’t always so
“I leave all my worldly possessions…”
brain unhinged, delirious
that never ends well
a touch of rebellion…
For all I hear
and all I know
is that the gate
is set to close.
a million tiny deaths…

kat ~ 4 October 2015

We can hope for a better next week, lulled by the promise of silver linings. As for me, a simple break in the clouds…a bit of sunlit cerulean peeking through…is enough to energize me, burning off any weariness I might carry from this past week. With that, as another week approaches, I shall set my heart on seeking the light. 😊


When Words Are Doubly Meaningless

clock
Once when accompanying a loved one for moral support, to remember the things she might not hear or choose to forget, I’m afraid I failed miserably…

Terminal was all I heard,
his droning blabber
bouncing off the sterile
white-washed walls.

My mind drifted to
bustling rail and plane
depots transporting
travelers to wild
exotic ports of call.

How could a word
so off course be,
its careless shift
from adjective to
noun and back again?

An inconvenient detour
promises a gentler
passage we’re assured…
and thus advised to follow
every sign while winding
through these unfamiliar veins…

Terminal you say?
Last call,
departure time
is imminent.
For all I hear
and all I know
is that the gate
is set to close.

kat ~ 2015