Category Archives: Poetry

Finding It – Haiku Horizon’s Challenge

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From the Original Addams Family…Lurch looks in on Cousin It.

Just for fun, some online friends and I started a rolling message game of exploring the word IT. You know…someone started IT. Then someone asked, “What is IT?” Another posted, “I don’t get IT.” And another, “You still haven’t given IT a chance.”… “Get with IT”…”IT is not that difficult”…you get IT…IT went on for hours…just when we thought we had put IT to rest, someone would start IT all over again, and IT would have us going. IT was impossible to resist. I can honestly say that IT was great fun, even if IT made us all a little crazy. I would do IT again if I could get someone to play along with IT. Okay…okay…there’s a Haiku somewhere in all of this. I’ll let IT rest and and get on with IT…:) IT just happens to be the inspiration for my Haiku for Haiku Horizon’s prompt FIND.

Finding It

It makes you happy
so go out there and find it
but first…what is “it”?

kat ~ 5 January 2016

If you would like to read other Haiku or participate with your own take on this week’s prompt, click HERE.


Old King Sol

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On the first true frigid Winter day of the season, I noticed my neighbor’s sad drooping sun flag. It was a beautiful sunny day…blue skies, no clouds. But despite the bright golden sunlight, the air cut through me like a knife. I wondered…is the golden orb I presume to be the sun an imposter? Like my neighbor’s faded sun flag, has the sun checked out? This is how my monkey brain churns the world around me. Now you have a glimpse of how I came to write this poem…:)

Old King Sol
has lost his soul
No Midas touch
No warming glow.
A lame imposter’s
frigid glare now
Hangs pathetic
frost on air!
Seems old Sol
has slipped away
on migratory holiday.
Here left to weather
winter’s sting
we hang our hope
on this one thing…
that Sol remembers
us, come Spring.

kat ~ 5 January 2015


Vastly Clear Haiku

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Endless Spiral Staircase in Munich. Photograph by Philipp Klinger. Sculpture design by Olafur Eliasson

True eternity
is not a destination
a continuum?

kat ~ 4 January 2016

I like to double-check my format when doing a RonovanWrites Haiku. Once I figured out the rules, it is hard for me to write a Haiku any other way. At any rate here are the checks…
-3 lines – 5/7/5 (Check)
-Sentence – Lines 1-2: True eternity is not a destination. (Check)
-Sentence – Lines 2-3: Is not a destination a continuum? and (CHECK!)…I really like the way that second sentence flipped into a question!  Sometimes I even surprise myself! 🙂

This week’s Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge employs the words “Vast” and “Clear” (or in the case of this offering, thesaurus researched representations of the words in question: Vast – Eternity / Clear – True). If you would like to read other Haiku or enter your own interpretation, click HERE.


Finding Bliss

Sages, Greek, surmised that happiness can’t be controlled
Mere random acts of favor from the gods on us bestowed.
But current thought has turned a page
Pursuit of bliss is all the rage
Where legislators wield the power once held by gods of old.

kat ~ 3 January 2016

“Happy” is the prompt for this week’s Limerick Challenge. Join the fun by reading other Limericks or adding your own by clicking HERE.


Sunday’s Week in Verse – 3 January 2016

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Happy 2016! This week’s review is balanced on the cusp of the past and the future…2015 and 2016…out with the old and in with the new! I found myself feeling ever mindful of the present moment. To pause, to breathe and to savor the bliss and happiness to be found in the messiness of life. What a ride! Fasten your seat belts kiddos! Here we go! 🙂

Sunday’s Week in Verse – 3 January 2016

It’s all vanity
Live a life of much less stress
fading petals left there hanging.
Now, I’m not so sure…
like tender kisses
find bliss.
I’m so happy for you…
I think you’re gonna want to see this!
Forget your plans and silly lists
Did you know that is a thing?!
I think I’ll call it “Purple Haze!”
Free souls will spill out.
Jars of savory, sweet spice
The best containers…
life, precious, messy life, is so worth living!

kat ~ 3 January 2016

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.