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March Pi-Archimedes #6


clockwork

the second hand
convulses
devouring moment after moment
lost
to history, never to return
the only way to capture time is to breathe

~kat


The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.

Pi=3.14159…


The Blatherskite

The Blatherskite

loquacious
quibblers are fluent
nigglers who
will nitpick
vociferously…it’s best
to listen and nod

~kat


A Shadorma for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge – Synonyms Only – Poet’s choice. For my words I chose Dictionary.com’s most recent words of the day: Pettifog – quibble, niggle, nitpick & Voluble – loquacious, fluent, vociferous. I couldn’t resist packing all these beautiful words into one outrageous poem.


March Pi-Archimedes #5

mirror, mirror

tell me something
real
give me a reason
lavish
me with your best words
infused with truth…i promise, I can take it

~kat


The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…


two worlds

two worlds

there is
darkness there,
faded forests
silent fields…

here, a little
ever green is
where unfading
flowers hum

~kat


I have missed Manic Monday’s Three-Way challenges and finding poetry amidst the lyrics of the featured songs. So I am challenging myself to “find” poetry in some of the greatest poems of all time. You can see a list of them HERE at the Best Poems Encyclopedia. Starting us off is this gem by Emily Dickinson called, “There is Another Sky”. (My found poetry, aka blackout poem, is shown below by the bold text.)

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
rithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!



March Pi-Archimedes #4


promises

they are broken
promises
lost is the dream
obliterated
by greedy, power hungry fools
who have forgotten that we are in this together

~kat


The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…