Category Archives: Poetry

Treen – Friday’s Word of the Day

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Happy Friday! Today’s Word of the Day at Dictionary.com is Treen. I have never heard this word before, but I must say I am a fan of antique treen pieces. Treen is an adjective that means entirely made of wood; small domestic wooden objects, especially antiques, treenware. The word originated in the 11th century. Its original adjective  meanings “made of tree (i.e., wood), wooden;  pertaining to trees or a tree” are obsolete or rare in standard English. Its current usage (20th century) as a noun refers to small articles or utensils made of wood, woodenware.

Wikipedia states that treenware is “distinct from furniture, such as chairs, and cabinetry, as well as clocks and cupboards. Before the 17th century, when silver, pewter, and ceramics were introduced for tableware, most small household items were carved from wood.”

According to the Encylcopedia Brittanica Online, Treen was unique in that it was carved from a single piece of wood. I found a few photos online that illustrate the craftsmanship that went into carving treen. The shoe treens below are actually snuff boxes.

So, if you’re like me and you never knew what treenware was…now you do. Next time I’m antique shopping I will pay particular attention to these treasures. Might have to start a collection of a treen or two. J

a forgotten craft
small hand-carved treenware treasures
for everyday use

~kat


The Fool – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 27

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on the fringe
boundaries, unimpinged,
the alchemist follows his bliss

a dapper fool who peers into the dark abyss,
dares the fates and leaps on wings of faith; does all this
innocence intact, not jaded

safety’s overrated
impavid

~kat~

NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 27 – Prompt: pick a card (any card) from this online guide to the tarot, and then to write a poem inspired either by the card or by the images or ideas that are associated with it.

I found a site where I could pick a random card for more of a challenge and, as the cards would have it, I chose the Fool. (Why am I not surprised!) I also decided to try a challenging new poetry form (I’m crazy that way 😉) called a Trois-par-Huit (Three-by-Eight or Octa-Tri for short) by Lorraine M. Kanter.

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Florescence Day 27

daisy, I see you there
watching, that black-eyed stare
don’t think I’m unaware…just crazy

~kat 😜

For Jane’s Daily Florescence Challenge.


Magnets with the Muse

beautiful flowers cling
to sweetness even
after they have been
uprooted from the
garden, blooming as if
they will live forever

~kat

Magnetic Poetry-Nature Kit


The Sweater

The Sweater

Sometimes I wrap myself in thin
green, shetland, stiff with age, smelling
of moth balls and stale dust,
to remember. It’s all I have left
of you…a sweater that’s starting to
unravel along the edges. Like you,
those final years, unraveling,
spiraling into an abyss so deep,
none of us could have saved you.
I know that now. It’s strange.
Your sweater, just an old wooly
rag really, hints of Old Spice
aftershave wafting, when I press my
face into its course, wiry fibers, has
saved me from the edge more
than a few times. I guess that’s why
I can’t part with it.
I suppose I never will.

~kat

For NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 26. Prompt: write a poem that includes images that engage all five senses.