hot head, no off switch,
burning those who get too close…
the sun is not fun
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, prompt words, sun & fun.
Category Archives: Poetry
Fluorescent Day 17
no u-turn, stop, one way,
red danger on display,
gridlocked traffic, delay, rows to hoe
~kat
Florescence Day 17 for Jane Dougherty. Stuck at a traffic light this morning. I don’t even remember getting here. I suspect it may be that the rut I wear out every day is so deep, I’ve stopped noticing the scenery. Crazy, mind-numbing routine. Did I mention it’s freezing and cloudy? There’s that too. 😉
Monday with the Muse
how sad we’d be
without poetry…eden
would be a garden;
gentle dawn rustling,
a day; moonstones,
rocks; beautiful blooms,
flowers; withering, death
~kat
Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit
Domesticated – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 16
my sweet cat gets her fill of kibble
crunchy treats and other nibbles
a plate of wet food every night
chicken pâté, I treat her right
feathery fluffs, catnip-infused
pillow bedding, that’s rarely used
because when it is time for bed
a feline monster rears its head
clearly, she is on the prowl
with hissing shrieks, ungodly howls
then silence, and I hear a squeak,
a tortured mouse drops at my feet
my cat, my pampered fury friend
to blame for its untimely end
wide-eyed, she and I hold court,
so innocent, she kills for sport
~kat
For NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 16. Prompt: write a poem that prominently features the idea of play. It could be a poem about a sport or game, a poem about people who play (or are playing a game), or even a poem in the form of the rules for a sport or game that you’ve just made up (sort of like Calvinball).
Florescence Day 16
Public Domain Photo from Pixabay.com; Poem by Kat Myrman
come dawn, the aftermath
carnage marks its path
the tempest’s brutal wrath, leaves us numb
~kat
Day 16’s Florescence for Jane Dougherty. We are entering the stormy season here. It’s the battle of the seasons and the elements repeated year after year. What is laid waste we restore over and over, collecting the salvageable remnants, while mourning the lost. This is a random seaside photo of the aftermath of a storm. Last night, several neighboring towns less than an hour from where I live were flattened by tornadoes. I thought about using a photo from the news had captured the damages this morning, but it is too soon I think. Too soon.
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