Category Archives: Poetry

Gone – a Cleave Poem

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Gone

imagining you gone  | as fogs hovers
i still hear your whispers  | dripping with dew
your breath | a gentle breeze
warming my neck | infused by fragrance
the brush of your lips  | sweetness blossoming
against my skin | spring on the wind
imagining you gone | sun muted by the gray
pierces my heart  | remnants of night
rendering me inconsolable | causing the doves to mourn

kat ~ 31 March 2016

As promised, my second rendering of this interesting poetry form…the Cleave Poem. One should be able to read the left column, right column and each line across as a combined thought giving you three distinct poems. An interesting challenge indeed.

To learn more about the Cleave poem or to give it a try yourself, click HERE to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge.


Let Them Eat Dirt!

Cartoonist Dave Granlund at davegranlund.com

Politicians hawk their brand, | To the media talking heads

Snake oil purveyors  | who clamor for the latest dirt

whose loyalty is sold | because dirt sells advertising

to the highest bidder… | where truth doesn’t matter…

vile bottom feeders | just don’t call yourselves journalists!

kat ~ 30 March 2016

To learn more about the Cleave poem or to give it a try yourself, click HERE to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge.


Brrrr…my Buddy! 

My Sun Conure , Mr. Bean, celebrating “Talk Like A Pirate Day” last year!

“Shiver Me Timbers!”
his mate Polly squawked on repeat…
“Avast!” old Jack cried!

No truer friend, she,
Willing to shiver, huddled
With me, ice fishing.

Their friendship was true
Growing deeper into love,
Two hearts a-flutter.

kat ~ 28 March 2016

A few Haiku for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge…prompt words: Friend & Shiver. Read other Haiku or enter  your own HERE.


No More…

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The increasing number of terrorist-driven tragedies has broken my heart. I do pray for the victims, their families…for our world that is becoming increasingly violent. And I also pray that my own heart will never become cold to the horror of such senseless violence. I pray for peace ultimately. I shall never cease to pray for peace…

News of yet another sorrow
Breaks my heart, already bleeding
Hope for peace, to death conceding
Left to fear the next tomorrow.

Hate infuses to the marrow
Hardened hearts that cease believing
News of yet another sorrow
Breaks my heart, already bleeding.

Horror lurches from the shadows
Evil lies in wait deceiving
Pawns emboldened do their bidding
Brazened hearts who blindly follow
News of yet another sorrow
Breaks my heart, already bleeding.

kat ~ 27 March 2016
(Sestet Rondel)

Sestet Rondel Form: A and B are the refrains, with a rhyme scheme of ABba abAB abbaA(B). The meter is open, but typically has eight syllables.


Thrice Mugged

A Mugga Mug is a real thing…see it here: http://www.thumbsupuk.com/Products/Mugga_Mug

She was mugged, she cried
A guy with a scary mug
Snatched her mug of brew!

kat ~ 27 March 2016

This Haiku in response to TJ’s weekly challenge. This week’s prompt: Mug. Read more HERE.