shade growing thin
how soft the sun’s light
bends through the trees
shade growing thin beneath
bare boughs lonely for
birds of summer, like
fall leaves, gone with the wind
~kat
A poem written with online magnetic poetry tiles using the Nature Kit. Digitally enhanced photo by Kat Myrman in October 2022. Hickory tree in the Bramlette Mountain foothills.
this is why
hummingbirds return
to gather
sweet nips of nectar
bare wintered tree limbs
are greening
soon the leaves will pop
ever faithful dawn
rising sun
she quells the dark night
it is possible
anything
if you can dream it
i have all i need
it’s enough
to love and be loved
~kat
Na/GloPoWriMo2022 Day 18 Prompt: write your own poem that provides five answers to the same question – without ever specifically identifying the question that is being answered.
For today’s poems a series of Kelly Lunes - three lines each with the syllable pattern: 5-3-5.
“stop and smell the roses”
stop trying to please
and take some time for you to
smell spring’s sweetness in
the moments after the rain
roses misted, dressed in red
~kat
NaPoWriMo2022 -Day 6 Prompt: write a variation of an acrostic poem. But rather than spelling out a word with the first letters of each line, I’d like you to write a poem that reproduces a phrase with the first words of each line.
To challenge myself even more, this poem was created using Original Magnetic Poetry online in the format of a Tanka 😊
morning has broken
me
the night lingering
into day…no
consolation when
death comes a-calling
~kat
Magnetic Poetry - Poet’s Kit
2022 has been the year of the reaper in our little menagerie. First to fall, our sweet 18-1/2 year old diva kitty, Casey, on January 14th and next to succumb, was our 8-1/2 year old hunk-o-love, big boy Maxwell on February 22nd. The gray sky and rain are cooperating oh too well with the drama of it all. I’m a bit of a mess, especially around mealtime. Two less bowls to fill…:( Hug your fur kids, your kid kids, your grandkids, big kids, little kids…or find a tree and hug that. You never know…you just never know…RIP my lovelies…
window
the world has a story
to tell…one of wonder,
of dark and light, wild
with adventure and gentle remembering
but in truth, it is only a mirror
and if you are quiet she will
whisper the answers you seek
from inside your heart
~kat
Words lifted from Magnetic Poetry Online - The Kids Kit.
like mercury colliding... 