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NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 23 – ode to unsung heroes


ode to unsung heroes

they’re not obvious,
your superpowers,
but I’ve seen you
light up a room
with a simple smile
I’ve watched you slay
the closet monsters
with a lullaby and
heal wounds with a kiss
I’ve watched you juggle
groceries, several toddlers,
an infant on your hip, and
an over-stuffed handbag
filled with bandaids, bottles,
diapers, wipes, and snacks,
while navigating across a busy
parking lot, arriving safely
at the car where you deftly
pack, strap, and tuck everyone
in for the ride home…
you wake up early,
lay your head down late
sleep lightly, always
at the ready to serve,
and you do all this without
expecting anything in return
you love deeply, so deeply
you are the wind beneath
the wings of your fledglings
you may think nobody notices
but I do…you’re a true superhero
don’t you dare let anyone
tell you that you’re weak

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 23 Challenge: write a poem about, or involving, a superhero, taking your inspiration from these four poems in which Lucille Clifton addresses Clark Kent/Superman.


NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 17 – thinking out loud

thinking out loud

this
is
totally
absurd
the latest,
have you heard?
like nothing
we have ever
seen
idolatry
to the extreme
feigned religiosity
disgusting evangelicals
who make our lives
a living hell
they flock to him
like birds to seed
he uses them to
feed his greed
they willingly concede
he owns them ‘til
the day they die
mesmerized by
juicy lies
I pray they see
the honest truth
before the devil
demands
his due

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 17 Challenge: write a poem that is inspired by a piece of music, and that shares its title with that piece of music.

Finally catching up after a crazy week!!! I was more inspired by the title than the actual lyrics of the song, “Thinking Out Loud” by Ed Sheeran. This is what I often think to myself in mixed political company. I have to fight myself from screaming what I really think out loud! In this climate things are better left unsaid, that is if one cares at all about seeing another day!



NaPoWriMo 2024 -Day 8 – A Perfect Day Interrupted

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A Perfect Day Interrupted

It was a perfect afternoon.
The shopping mall wasn’t too crowded
and I found the perfect parking spot
near the Sears store entrance.
Was in and out in record time with
the perfect gift for the twins’ birthday.
It was a perfect afternoon until you
came barreling out of nowhere slamming
my car from behind as the light changed
yellow to red, when everything went black…
The screech of tires and car horns
jolted me back, having been propelled
into oncoming traffic. It could have gone
badly, it could very well have been…you know…
I remember thinking then, “when my time comes
I hope it’s quick, something I don’t
see coming, like being rear-ended
in a mall parking lot”…I remember
thinking that would not be a bad way to go.

-kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 8 Challenge: write a poem that centers around an encounter or relationship between two people (or things) that shouldn’t really have ever met – whether due to time, space, age, the differences in their nature, or for any other reason.


NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 6 – an empty sink

an empty sink

it was the unspoken rule
a sure antidote for the insanity
that seeped through the walls
and haunted the dark rooms
of my childhood home
everything in its place and
most of all, no dishes in the sink
it was nightly chore my sister and I hated
but one we knew, if not completed
each night to our father’s satisfaction
when he returned from his nightly binges
we could expect to be roused from sleep
by the sound of the cabinets being emptied
of dishes and silverware hitting the floor
ordered to clean the mess “we caused”
all because there was a fork left in the sink
or a tea cup, it didn’t matter,
I remember hiding in the clothes closet
to avoid his manic outbursts of rage
I learned to be perfect on the outside

eventually I realized that a spotless sink somehow provided my troubled father
with the appearance of order
a way to hide the disfunction
that hounded him and terrorized
our seemingly happy, little family
we looked good in Polaroid snapshots
we almost looked normal…

it would be years before I was able
to let dishes air dry in the sink
my sister too suffered this peculiar trait
eventually we both realized that life
can be a bit messy, that unfolded laundry
on a chair or dishes in the sink are not
grave sins, but simply signs of normal life
and messy normal is okay
but it’s a character flaw I contend with
because perfect is an illusion
so please don’t judge me
by my spotless sink…I’m not trying to hide
some horrible secret or assuage my angst
sometimes I just can’t help myself
but sometimes, I’ll leave a spoon
in the sink overnight on purpose
because I need to remember
though I am my fathers’s daughter
I am not crazy…
at least that’s what my therapist tells me

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 – Day 6 Challenge – And now for our (optional) prompt. Today’s we’d like to challenge you to write a poem rooted in “weird wisdom,” by which we mean something objectively odd that someone told you once, and that has stuck with you ever since. Need an example? Check out Naomi Shihab Nye’s poem “Making a Fist.”


NaPpiWriMo 2024 – Day 5 – the hound, the cat, and the old man

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the hound, the cat and the old man

“happiness,” declared old hound,
“is a good chew, a bone, a stick, a chair,
it’s a soft bed, a full water bowl and
plenty of kibble, shelter from the storm,
belly rubs, a window with a view, and
most of all my very own human to love
who treats me kindly and calls me good boy.”

cat rolled her eyes at hound, “happiness?
I’ll tell you what happiness is you old fool
happiness is owning a devoted human
one who serves me prime pate. I must
have a water fountain and sun-warmed
spots to nap, a fresh litter-box, catnip
and limited touching…no belly rubs

an old man sitting nearby overheard hound and cat,
“It’s true. happiness is having enough to eat,
someone to love, i agree with you two
but it’s also satisfaction from a job
done well, hope and dreams, it’s learning
something new, helping others, friendship
It’s a way of life, a choice, a blessing!”

hound flipped onto his back, “belly rub please, belly rub paleeeeeeeaze!!!!”
cat leapt up on a windowsill, “whatever!“, she hissed, as she curled into a ball.
the man smiled, happiness is this moment

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 -Day 5 Challenge: Now, let’s get to our optional prompt! Today we’d like you to start by taking a look at Alicia Ostriker’s poem, “The Blessing of the Old Woman, the Tulip, and the Dog.” Now try your hand at writing your own poem about how a pair or trio very different things would perceive of a blessing or, alternatively, how these very different things would think of something else (luck, grief, happiness, etc).