a little hope is all
it takes, a moment’s
promise on the wing,
a friendly smile,
a gentle touch to
make a heart
believe in love ❤️
kat ~ 10 October 2016
Category Archives: Poetry
Magnetic Poetry Monday – 10 October 2016
Ode to a Fallen Leaf on Pavement
ripped from her anchor, seduced by a storm
I grieve for the leaf who’ll never reach home
she’ll perish denied earth’s succor and warmth
ravaged by tempests, then tossed used, alone
I grieve for the leaf who’ll never reach home
trusting, in free fall, death’s promise of rest
ravaged by tempests, then tossed used, alone
left there to wither, exposed and bereft
trusting, in free fall, death’s promise of rest
Gaia groans helpless in empty embrace
left there to wither, exposed and bereft
imprisoned, controlled by walls out of place
Gaia groans helpless in empty embrace
shackled, her freedom to thrive is denied
imprisoned, controlled by walls out of place
her beautiful wildness quelled and despised
shackled, her freedom to thrive is denied
nature’s perfection, season to season
her beautiful wildness quelled and despised
she must be hushed the haughty will reason
nature’s perfection season to season
she’ll perish denied earth’s succor and warmth
she must be hushed the haughty will reason
ripped from her anchor, seduced by a storm
kat ~ 9 October 2016
(A Pantoum Poem)
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 9 October 2016
Weird week. Cyberspace is on fire with inconvenient truths for some and revelations of inconceivable atrocities perpetrated by a man who aspires to lead our nation. From one side of his boastful mouth he mocks us claiming that his words are “just words” and from the other side he claims to speaks for us.
He doesn’t speak for me. And I pray that those who sleep in acquiescence to his vile aspirations and actions will wake up soon…before it’s too late.
That is all I have today. It’s been a weird, sad week. 😔
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 9 October 2016
lines bit by bit
breeze through life
life’s first little death
birthing hope in ecstasy
each moment matters
true service is free
haunting the hopeful
but i have felt them
each creak, each groan tells the tale
truth matters…reason matters…words matter…anything less is just noise
saying, “come on baby, smile…”~kat
Magnetic Poetry Saturday
I must confess I am a creature of community and I am distressed. We are beset with violence, hatred and the hero worship of dictators, and in my country, the blind following of a monster who uses his wealth and power to objectify and assault women ( and others who are different). Our culture needs a reboot but sadly we are caught in a downward spiral, some of us watch in horror while others of us fall in lockstep supporting this monster, aka Trump. The magnetic word oracle had someting to say about the latest revelation of his character, or rather I should say, lack of character, this morning…😕
to the chicks of the world
Mr smooth operator dude
is an impressive man’s man
believing he is a hot, rockin’
sexy, life of the party guy
saying, “come on baby, smile…
you know you want this…” 🙁
kat ~ 8 October 2016
(Magnetic Poetry – Mustache Kit)
A magnetic poem for Elusive Trope’s weekly challenge. (Link pending)
Etymology – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku
The etymology of the word etymology according to Dictionary.com:
“Etymology finds its roots in the Greek terms étymos meaning “true” and lógos meaning “word, reason.” It entered English in the late 1300s.”
It is no secret that I am fascinated by words; their history, applications, country of origin, I love learning about how a word finds its way I nto our common vocabulary because I have been known to make up new words myself!
I love that elements of today’s word are derived from words like “true” and reason” because I believe that words matter. And I also believe that truth and reason are vitally important elements of everyday discourse.
Perhaps the reason so many of us are feeling frustrated and dismayed by the current state of our conversations, is that much of what we hear has been reduced to sensational sound bites where truth and reason are less important than shock value. In a world of unlimited access to communication, news and information, we are less informed because we have forgotten the root of the words we use, and ultimately, because we have veered from truth and reason, the words we speak increasingly fall on deaf ears.
Truth matters…reason matters…words matter…anything less is just noise.
writers in the know
know their etymology
is a linguist’s dream
kat – 7 October 2016
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