Category Archives: Poetry

Change & Mind Haiku

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Change in the snackbox
had a mind for something sweet
got salty instead!

🙂 kat ~ 18 August 2016

It’s been a while since I entered a haiku for Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge – Prompt Words: Change & Mind. Couldn’t resist! I’ve lived this scenario way too many times!


Jumpy Jumping Jump!

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Barney Fife from sitcomsonline

People get jumpy
when jumping to conclusions
just don’t jump the gun! 

🙂 kat – 18 August 2017

A little fun with this week’s prompt “Jump” for Haiku Horizon’s Weekly Haiku Challenge. 


While We Sleep – A Ghazal

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The Dawn by John la Farge, 1899

Saving dreamers from eternal sleep,
she rips night’s veil asunder while we sleep.

The moon grows pale as slowly she descends,
to dip past the horizon while we sleep.

And fiery sun glows red at cusp of day,
his passion rousing creatures while we sleep.

But Dawn controls this dance of vast extremes
she summons mist to cool us while we sleep.

Though utter darkness looms, our souls to keep,
we trust Dawn to protect us while we sleep.

kat ~ 18 August 2016

A Ghazal for Jane Dougherty’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, prompt word: “Dawn”. You can learn more about the Ghazal at Shadow Poetry. This form is not for the faint of heart. But I do encourage you to give it a go. You’ll feel so accomplished if and when you are able to pull it off. (Hoping I managed at least a middling Ghazal my first try. This form will take some practice!)


Secret of the Tides – Magnetic Poetry Monday

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Secret of the Tides

the moon knows a thing
or more about longing…
she listens every night
to the deep murmurings
of souls lonely for warmth.
that must be why she
breathes wild life into
water at dawn and at dusk.

kat – 15 August 2016
(Using the Nature Kit from Online Magnetic Poetry)

 


Ghosts- Magnetic Poetry Saturday


ghosts of older days
surround and haunt me like
cool blue smoke making me
breathless and broken, but if i
remember without lingering
on the crap and celebrate
the good times, my heart
may open to healing and
peace, bringing me home

kat ~ 14 August 2016

A poem using the Poet’s Kit for Elusive Trope’s Saturday Magnetic Poetry Challenge.