Category Archives: Poetry

January Biolet #9

there is no rustling of leaves
on this blustery winter’s day
naked tree limbs moan and sway
icy gusts swirl ‘neath the eaves
on this blustery winter’s day
there is no rustling of leaves

~kat


January Biolet #8

when leaders act like 5-year-olds
demanding what they want and when
there is no reasoning with them
they’ll huff and puff until you fold
demanding what they want and when
when leaders act like 5-year-olds

~kat

I hear there is going to be a national address this evening by our toddler in chief. He plans to lay out a string of gross exaggerations and lies to try to convince the majority of Americans to embrace his pet project, The Great Trump Southern Border Wall that Mexico will definitely pay for, but just in case they don’t, we’ll need tax payers hard earned cash to float it so trump can make his dwindling throng of supporters (most would assume who live life a few eggs short a dozen) happy and make good on his campaign mantra. Facts are not important of course. Only that trump gets what he wants. In the meantime, he is holding hundreds of thousands of government workers hostage. There are families…children in cages along our southern border living in horrible, sometimes deadly conditions. I’ll not be watching his speech tonight. It’s a total waste of my time. But I will be thinking about all the people who are suffering because of this horrible man’s actions. I’m sorry for them all. We need to do better.


January Biolet #7

Addiction

wounded hearts take time to heal
some try to kill the pain with pills
toss one back, chase it with a swill
then morning comes to keep it real
some try to kill the pain with pills
wounded hearts take time to heal

~kat


Manic Monday – Shattered

Shattered

I’ve been
waiting for you
to believe my heart
it’ll take time
try to stay wilder
than the wind
you need love
you need me
I swear
something real
to make it alright
try to keep from
f
  a
     l
        l
           i
              n
                 g
you can’t keep
from falling
~kat

A Black Out Poem for Manic Monday’s Three-Way Prompt: Word: Shattered, Photo: See Above, Song: “Come Undone” by Duran Duran (see below with bolded found text).


“Come Undone”
Performed by Duran Duran

Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin
I’ve been waiting for you.
Signed with a home tattoo,
Happy Birthday to You was created for you

Can’t ever keep from falling apart at the seams
Can’t I believe you’re taking my heart to pieces

Oh, it’ll take a little time,
Might take a little crime
To come undone now

We’ll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside
Hey, child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry

Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone?
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone?

Words, playing me deja vu
Like a radio tune I swear I’ve heard before
Chill, is it something real
Or the magic I’m feeding off your fingers?

Can’t ever keep from falling apart at the seams
Can I believe you’re taking my heart to pieces?

Lost in a snow filled sky,
We’ll make it alright
To come undone now

We’ll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside.
Hey, child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry…

Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone?
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone?

(Can’t ever keep from falling apart)
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone?
(Can’t ever keep from falling apart)
Who do you need, who do you love?

(Can’t ever keep from falling apart)
Who do you love
When you come undone?
(Can’t ever keep from falling apart)

Writer(s): JOHN TAYLOR, NICK RHODES, SIMON LE BON, WARREN CUCCURULLO


January Biolet #6

when seeking silence, space to think
I notice sounds that I’ve ignored
and background din becomes a roar
clocks ticking, dripping kitchen sink
I notice sounds that I’ve ignored
when seeking silence, space to think

~kat