“ignorance is bliss”
you should be happy
because ignorance is bliss
instead, you’re just mean
~kat
Glo/NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 7 Prompt: write a poem that argues against, or somehow questions, a proverb or saying.
Category Archives: Haibun
“ignorance is bliss”
enough
enough
it is too horrible to bear
the evil rained on innocents
by megalomaniacs bent
on spreading terror everywhere
women and children, they don’t care
the world sees with open eyes
the fire falling from the skies
the cities leveled, sirens sound
while families huddle underground
this is how democracy dies
close your eyes and ears
act like everything’s okay…
enough! i cannot
~kat
Napowrimo 2022 Day Three - Off Topic. I just couldn’t bring myself to lift entire stanzas of work from another poet. I know what it’s like to bleed for those words and lines that fit together just so. I gave it a go, spent hours perusing anonymous’ poems and public domain listings…but my initial feeling was the same. It is unlike blackout poetry where one lifts a random word here and there to create something new. And so here is a late entry for the third day, on a matter that tears at my heart, as it must for many of you. Peace to you…oh let there be peace.
The poetry forms i’m using here are the Décima and Haibun.
vernal vespers
vernal vespers
hush, ‘tis evensong
day’s fiery dénouement
sol’s final glisk
~kat
NaPoWriMo2022 - Day 2 Prompt: write a poem based on a word featured in a tweet from Haggard Hawks, an account devoted to obscure and interesting English words. My word of choice: Glisk.
A GLISK is a brief glimpse of warm sunshine.
Autumn – Stanza 5
around the time when separatists sought freedom
from the crown, a ship, the Mayflower, set sail
across the ocean blue, amongst its passengers,
a girl named Mary, of renown, so claimed,
the first to step on Plymouth’s rocky shore
~kat
Melancholia – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 19
For NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 19 Prompt: write a paragraph that briefly recounts a story, describes the scene outside your window, or even give directions from your house to the grocery store. Now try erasing words from this paragraph to create a poem or, alternatively, use the words of your paragraph to build a new poem. I used bold text to show you which words I lifted from the prose to create the poem that follows.
This prompt plays out like a deconstructed haibun, using free verse rather than a tanka or haiku/senryu. It also reminds me of doing “black/white out” poetry. At any rate it is a fun way to create a poem. This is my day in day out. Wrote this little break out on my lunch break…back to the grind in 3-2-1.
I spend my daylight hours in a cubicle under a dropped ceiling fitted with fluorescent lights. There is a vent above my head that grinds and blows intermittently throughout the day. I believe that the stale air blasting is laced with dust and black mold from the shadowy crawl spaces in the upper mezzanine partly because I burst into coughing and sneezing fits when the HVAC system kicks in. I heard that the company decided not to do a mold sweep of the building because it didn’t fit in with their ever shrinking budget. Such is life in corporate America where the shareholders and executives are king and the workers are paupers, slaving day in and day out, pinching pennies from the company’s bulging profits. I would likely go crazy, perhaps I’m already a bit mad, if it were not for the floor to ceiling picture windows that flank the outer wall of my cube. At least I can glance out briefly, when my nose is not buried in a spreadsheet and watch the world drift by. It’s a small perk that makes coming to work at dawn and leaving at dusk, bearable. Sometimes, when I dream at night, I dream of dusty gray cubicles but sometimes I dream in color.
daylight in a cubicle fitted
with fluorescent lights,
stale air laced with dust and
black mold burst, coughing,
sneezing mold sweep,
ever shrinking is life, where workers
slaving day in and day out, pinching
pennies, go crazy. windows flank
the outer wall. I glance out
briefly, watch the world drift;
sometimes, when I dream
I dream in color.
~kat
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