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The Battle is Real – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 2

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The Battle is Real – A Cleave Poem (see below for instructions on reading a Cleave*)

you know you want to / oh, I really shouldn’t
no one will notice / but it’s my favorite
just go for it while no one’s looking / of course I can’t; I won’t
you know what they say / the guilt would kill me
better to ask for forgiveness / all it would take is one look at my face
than beg for permission / and they’d know it was me
so go ahead  / just walk away from the table
take that last cookie / you don’t need the calories
it’s calling your name / let someone else
savor every sweet bite / eat the last cookie
somebody has to / you have manners after all
might as well be you / there is reward in doing the right thing

~kat

For Day 2 of NaPoWriMo 2018’s Challenge. Prompt: write a poem that plays with voice.
This is an example the battle that happens inside my head between “good me” and “naughty me”. I thought a cleave poem would be the perfect format.

*Read it top to bottom three times, column one first, then column two, and finally the entire line across.

 

 


Ode to a Few Books – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 1

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Ode to a Few Books

There is nothing quite like a book,
hardback, leather or paperbound,
piled high wherever I look,
authors obscure and some, renowned.

Words on fine parchment, glossy, matte,
dog-eared pages to keep my place;
a cup of tea, a purring cat,
a book or two’s, my happy place.

Cases filled to overflowing,
floor to ceiling and wall to wall,
my collection’s ever-growing;
I need more shelves to store them all.

I’ve been told it’s an addiction.
The “h” word, hoarder, has been used.
Tomes of poetry and fiction,
my only vice should be excused.

Every volume is a treasure.
I can’t part with a single one.
Spare me this incessant pressure,
bury them with me when I’m gone!

~kat
Day 1 of NaPoWriMo 2018’s Challenge. Prompt: To write a poem that is based on a secret shame or a secret pleasure.

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Dearest Maxwell – NaPoWriMo 2018


A silly Triolet for NaPoWriMo’s early bird prompt: to write a poem in the form of a love letter. The object of my affection is pictured below, but don’t peak until after you read my poem! 😉

Dear, Sweet Maxwell,

What thoughts rattle in that big head of yours?
Sometimes I think I can hear you thinking,
voice like a whisper; that’s crazy, of course.
What thoughts rattle in that big head of yours?
Well, chatty you’re not, but I could do worse.
You’re a real charmer, happy tail wagging.
What thoughts rattle in that big head of yours?
Sometimes I think I can hear you thinking.

I Love You My Maxi-Poo,
Mama Kat


Which Came First?

some say ‘twas the egg
not the chicken that came first
but they’d be laying

~kat

For Haiku Horizons Challenge, Prompt Word: Egg.

(Photo from Wikimedia Commons)


Phub – Friday’s Word of the Day

Today’s word of the day is phub. Dictionary.com defines phub as a slang word that means to ignore (a person or one’s surroundings) when in a social situation by busying oneself with a phone or other mobile device: hey, are you phubbing me?

Wiktionary tells us it’s a word that was created by combining the words phone and snub sometime between 2010-2014. But we’ve probably been phubbing for a bit longer, even though there was not a word for it yet. Phub, they explain, was coined by Adrian Mills at the McCann advertising agency as part of a campaign to promote the Macquarie Dictionary by creating a new word.

Have you been phubbed? It’s certainly a thing. We are attached to our phones these days, what with tweets and posts and texts that bombard us on a minute by moment basis. And by game apps; those addictive,mindless diversions that divert our attention from everything around us into a strobing screen…just one more round…a win, at-long-last. I’m must come clean. I have probably been a phubber. I may not have intentionally phubbed anyone, but I’m most certain I have done it. Not that I can recount a clear example. It’s all a blur.

I think it’s a good practice to establish rules of etiquette in this age of pocket media devices by setting up situational “no mobile device zones”. For example meal times, forcing everyone around the table to engage in conversation. Remember conversation? You don’t? When I finish this post I’ll send you a text link to Wikipedia so you can learn about it. 🤪 better yet, here’s the link…CONVERSATION. Sorry…didn’t mean to shout at you. 😊

you know, we should talk
true friends don’t let friends flubber
texting is for bots

~kat