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Hope springs eternal
unsettling crystal views,
cite hopeless dogma.
Stagnant crystal pools
once befouled, dry up, hopeless
if not for the rain.
Luminous night orbs
mystified wide-eyed dreamers
set their hope in stone.
kat ~ 11 January 2016
A trio of haiku for Ronovanwrites Weekly Haiku Challenge #79. This week’s prompts are “Crystal” and “Hope”. If you would like to read other haiku or enter your own based on these prompt words, please click HERE.
Fire and ice collide at dawn
‘Midst brittle webs of ebon lace
Nipped by blustery gusts of wind
First to behold sun’s golden face.
As Luna trips horizon’s edge
Fire and ice collide at dawn
Passage of celestial orbs
The moon and stars in denouement.
Crows cackaw and squirrels chortle,
Songbird twitterings greet the sight
Fire and ice collide at dawn
To bid adieu to black of night.
Dew drop diamond sparkles chatter
Earth is awash in morning song
Rousing all the sleepy dreamers
Fire and ice collide at dawn.
kat ~ 9 January 2016
(A Quatern)
Happy Sunday! Time to look back at the previous week in verse to see where I’ve been as I get ready for the coming week. I love the theme of this week. Looking back at the week that was, I must admit I was exhausted by the time Friday rolled around. Work was a stressful task-master. And my nights, as a result, were fitful bouts of restlessness. But to look at the verses below, one would think life is my oyster…no worries…it’s all good. WHAT?! How did I manage to write so many lovely positive things when my mind felt like it was spinning out of control?
And then it hit me. I am a generally positive, optimistic person. Circumstances and the appearance of things can’t change that. The words that flew out of my heart and mind represent the real me. And perhaps the me that kept me from completely losing it in the midst of such a crazy week. When people ask me why I write, this is IT in a nutshell. Writing gives me balance, keeps me sane and provides an occasional intervention by reminding me who I am. Writing is soul-speak. With that, I give you this week in verse. It makes me smile. Hope it makes you smile too. Have a great week!
Sunday’s Week in Verse – 10 January 2016
Pursuit of bliss is all the rage
Anything MAGIC has to be good, right?
So the wheels started turning…
Banana Bread 🙂
Seeing is too much pressure!
Is not a destination a continuum?
We hang our hope on this one thing
So go out there and find it
Looking forward to a great 2016!
Her heart skipped a beat.
They deserved to be happy.
Echoes of my Neighborhood
Punctuated by sweet giggles
He was a pretty good listener
Cheesecake, just a taste!
I can tell you it’s the dinky-di.
~kat
If you’re new to this blog, a bit of background to explain the verse above. It is a line from each poem or prose from the previous week. Lifted and placed in the order written. A snapshot review of the week. It helps me to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean slate.
Ah…Sybaritic, today’s Dictionary.com Word of the Day. I can so relate! Especially this time of year, when despite my best intentions not to make resolutions, I subliminally do resolve to eat a healthier diet and exercise more. It’s like my psyche is programmed to click into diet mode when the clock clicks one. But…there is one thing I am weak for. What is the thing that I won’t deny myself if the opportunity presents…that sweet sybaritic indulgence that I can’t resist? Cheesecake! So, of course I am featuring it in today’s haiku! Enjoy!
My diet is quashed
By sybaritic pleasures…
Cheesecake, just a taste!
kat ~ 8 January 2016
Zoe – Photo by MCB – 2015 (Zoe is my grand-daughter <3)
in luminescent innocence
she dances on her chubby toes
humming a tune she just made up
punctuated by sweet giggles
tumbling into a slump of joy
in luminescent innocence
wide-eyed wondering why’s and what’s
to feed her curiosity
i could watch her hours on end
play pretending teatime for two
in luminescent innocence
how she captures fully, my heart
on this plane for only three years
how did we manage without her
cute curly top with attitude
in luminescent innocence
kat ~ 7 January 2016
A new poetry form to practice. This one called a Quatern. A Quatern is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the Kyrielle and the Retourne. It has a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second line of stanza two, third line of stanza three, and fourth line of stanza four. A quatern has eight syllables per line. It does not have to be iambic or follow a set rhyme scheme.
line 1
line 2
line 3
line 4
line 5
line 6 (line 1)
line 7
line 8
line 9
line 10
line 11 (line 1)
line 12
line 13
line 14
line 15
line 16 (line 1)
Thank you to Jane Dougherty for this inspiring and beautiful poetry style and challenge. I do hope I did it justice. If you would like to read other Quaterns or try writing one yourself, please visit Jane’s blog by clicking HERE.
like mercury colliding... 