Category Archives: Poetry

Tasteless – A Haiku

 

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when nothing tastes good
you may eat without thinking
a sight deemed tasteless

 

~kat

For Haiku Horizon’s Challenge, prompt word: Taste.


Sweet Well – A Haiku

water clear and sweet
sifts first through sludge and shale
welling cool and deep

~kat

For TJ’s Haiku Hub Poetry Challenge, prompt words, Sweet & Well.


Eclipse – Magnetic Poetry Monday

dark moon cover…

we watched quietly,

breathless, as the

sun dusked softly

between light and shade,

harmony murmuring

on the breeze

~kat

On the day of the great American Eclipse – 21 August 2017


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 20 August 2017

I remember every word like it was yesterday…nasty woman, grab em by the pussy, fake news, bad hombres…they’re rapists, if “she” wasn’t my daughter, I’d probably be dating her, why can’t we use nuclear weapons, Russia, if you’re listening…, They don’t look like Indians to Indians”, I am the least racist person there is, laziness is a trait in blacks. It really is, I believe that, women. You have to treat ’em like shit, he’s not a war hero. He’s a war hero because he was captured. I like people that weren’t captured, I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody, and I wouldn’t lose any voters, okay? I love the poorly educated, knock the crap out of them, would you? Seriously. Okay? Just knock the hell — I promise you, I will pay for the legal fees, I have a great relationship with the blacks, You had some very bad people in that group. You also had some very fine people on both sides, we’re going to build a wall, it will go up so fast your head will spin…please don’t be too nice…so this week, it is Robert E. Lee. I noticed that Stonewall Jackson is coming down. I wonder, is it George Washington next week? And is it Thomas Jefferson the week after? You know, you really do have to ask yourself, where does it stop?

I remember every word…these and others. There are so many others…You know, you really do have to ask yourself, where does it stop?

Darkness is coming this week as an eclipse cuts a horizontal line across the entire country from coast to coast. The nation will be darkest along the path of totality. Isn’t that ironic?

Be safe. Be encouraged. The darkness only lasts for a few moments.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 20 August 2017

we are so easily charmed

muddling puddles

here the sky is green

Wow!” they gasped,

dry with a tinge bittersweet

frail crimson petals clinging

That is how nothing leaves a room.

He didn’t always win.

time to go home

Some people believe tradition is an archaic chain to the past

Prayers for Barcelona

there is no solace

words in unison

poor confabulating fool

heart’s not in it

in the stillness

too bright to behold

it is here and there and nowhere

~kat

A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Magnetic Poetry Saturday

eternity comes and

goes…it is here

and there and

nowhere…it has

nothing to do

with time

the moon’s dark face

is coming to cover the

sun leaving a path

through our soul

too bright to behold

in the stillness

after a storm

our dreams

whisper to us

from the mist

love is a powerful

emotion, but it’s

nothing if your

heart’s not in it

~kat

Magnetic Poetry – Poet, Nature, Original, Love Kits


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