Being Social
so, you think you know me
by a profile pic, taken in soft light,
angled just so…smoke and mirrors
I’ll tell you a secret…
my sleeve bleeds thoughts, words
that spill out on blank, pressed pages
~kat
Being Social
so, you think you know me
by a profile pic, taken in soft light,
angled just so…smoke and mirrors
I’ll tell you a secret…
my sleeve bleeds thoughts, words
that spill out on blank, pressed pages
~kat
photo by David Clode via Unsplash
harmless to humans
so they say, these lemon sharks
only attacked ten
~kat
A Haiku for Three Line Tales.
Why Indeed!
Why do I work day in day out
Toil through numbers, crashing
crisis to crisis, teetering on red
To present a black ebitda to
dissatisfied, greedy share hoarders
To pay the rent…to eat their crumbs
~kat
42 Day 3 for Jane’s Daily Poem Challenge. Taking my prompt from one of our recent comment discussions with an actual question posed.
I could be wrong
lacking key facts
swayed by assumption, but
my intuition says
not this time, trust me
and I do
~kat
Day 2 of the “42” for Jane Dougherty’s May Daily Poetry Challenge featuring a Cherita that begs a question.

The Lowly Cur
a barbarous fête
chirping, featherless nestlings,
beaks agape, bobbing,
poor worm dangling, sacrificed
to sate the ravenous brood
~kat
A Tanka for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using synonyms of the words: sing: chirp & celebrate: fête. The dark side of Spring. I love baby birds, but today, I’m remembering the worm. 😉