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Mixed Message – A Cleave Poem

Mixed Message

you can be anything you dream / watch how you dress
you are beautiful / you don’t want to give the wrong impression
you are intelligent / but don’t worry that pretty head of yours
you are strong / men will protect you
so take your rightful place / as long as you know your place
use your voice / and know who’s in charge
to change the world / always remember
step up and be counted / behind every successful man
your limitless potential / is a woman
waiting to be realized / a beautiful trophy
is your birthright / to impress the guys
for you are a woman / the weaker sex
magnificent in every way / emotional, compassionate
don’t let them tell you / it’s why women can’t be leaders
who you are / because it threatens manliness
what you can or cannot be / to be considered equal?
it is up to you / it’s just not going to happen
so fly my darling girl / don’t make waves
the sky’s the limit / smile and look pretty


A Cleave Poem is three poems in one. Read the left column, top to bottom, then the right column, top to bottom. And finally read each line across.

The Sun and The Moon

The Sun and The Moon

brilliant as the sun you are / cool as the moon are you
drawing me into your orbit / moving me like the tides
singeing me with white-hot passion / salty swells pounding the strand
warm flush reducing me to ash / over the edge, swirling shards of bone
sweeping me into a smoky haze / foaming flecks of sticky wetness
though others find your face alluring / reflecting flecks of distant luster
your steadfast devotion / illuminating the darkness
greets me at dawn / filling my nights
dewy mist rising / with sweet dreams of eternity
brilliant as the sun by day / cool as the moon’s pale glow
love’s slow burn / consuming me


A Cleave Poem for this week’s Mind Love Miseries’ Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt Challenge inspired by Pablo Neruda’s Sonnet XVI (see below).

A cleave poem is three poems in one. Read the first column top to bottom, then the second top to bottom, and finally, read each line across top to bottom.

Sonnet XVI by Pablo Neruda

I love the handful of the earth you are.
Because of its meadows, vast as a planet,
I have no other star. You are my replica
of the multiplying universe
Your wide eyes, are the only light I know
from extinguished constellations;
your skin throbs like the streak
of a meteor through rain.
Your hips were that much of the moon for me;
your deep mouth and its delights, that much sun;
your heart, fiery with its long red rays,
was that much ardent light, like honey in the shade.
So I pass across your burning form, kissing
you – compact and planetary, my dove, my globe.


we will never forget 9/11 / how can we forget 11/9

when terror descended / when hatred triumphed

that terrible morning / in the wee hour of three

as we watched in horror / it rendered us speechless

the towers collapsing / our worst fears were confirmed

but we were not broken / the truth was revealed

on that fateful day / we were us versus them

we banded together / now a nation divided

held hands with strangers / forced to look in the mirror

we sang kumbaya / to face our dark demons

we talked about love / emboldened, enraged

promising to remember / reliving past battles

but how soon we forgot / to the winners the spoils

what makes us great, America / First, they declared

our founding principles / we’ll build a great wall

our common ideals / shutter our borders

of life and liberty, / to keep them all out

the pursuit of happiness  / the foreigners, the hungry, the poor

for all who call this nation home / if you are the other

that’s why we gather to remember their names / we don’t want you here

so we will never forget them and / how can we forget

who we were when calamity struck / the day a madman of privilege declared

One America, Red, White and Blue / let’s make America Great


A cleave poem (three poems in one. Read the first Column in standard print as one poem, read the second column in bold print as another and finally read across the entire line for the third.)

Queen of Hearts

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she wears a heart of sterling silver,  pulsing, throbbing, blood-gorged sinew,
bejeweled art on a gilded, dainty chain, bleeding, breaking, burning, skipping,
a filigreed, embellished reproduction, nestled deep beneath bone and flesh.
it dangles from her neck for all to see, sometimes she wears her heart on her sleeve
it’s just an illusion, a token, messy emotions, hot, cold, spewing, searing,
that says, “love of mine, remember me”, the dark, the light, fierce honesty, authenticity.
dreamers wear hearts of sterling silver, it takes a strong, fearless soul to bear it.

Peace and Love,
~ kat

(A Cleave Poem – To be read three ways. Column One, top to bottom; Column Two, top to bottom and each line across, top to bottom.)

Forgive and Forget – NaPoWriMo 2017 #30

Forgive and Forget
(A Cleave Poem)

forgive | forget
seventy times seven | and risk repeating history
for forgiveness is a virtue | for if we ignore
we forgive | the lessons of the past
not for others | we are the ones
deserving of forgiveness | who will suffer
but we forgive | the consequences
to set ourselves free | of our arrogance
from the bonds | doomed to repeat and learn
of the offense | the hard way
so we can | again and again
forget the pain | and hopefully, forgive ourselves


NaPoWriMo 2017 #30 – a Cleave poem for this, the last prompt, to write about something that happens again and again. 

(A Cleave poem is three poems in one. Read the first “column” top to bottom; the second “column” top to bottom and finally read each line across top to bottom.)

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