Category Archives: Poetry

“Pride” – Limerick Challenge #6

I couldn’t resist this one. Soooo much fun!

This limerick in response to MindandLifeMatters Weekly Limerick Challenge #6  – Prompt: Pride. Click HERE to read more or participate!

They say, “Pride comes before the fall.”

Pride…A Limerick
 spinachsmile
She prided herself queen of style
as she sauntered her way up the aisle
with all eyes on her now
she turned round for a bow
and presented a spinach-laced smile!

~ kat ~ 13 November 2015


Tomb of the Unknown

Photo Credit: J.R. Munoz-McNally - Sunday, January 13, 2008

Photo Credit: J.R. Munoz-McNally – Sunday, January 13, 2008

The white-gloved, dressed-blue Sentinels walk
twenty-one steps from end to end
so to honor those Unknown
who answered duty’s call
Anonymously
known but to God
their motives
ever
pure
now
entombed
eternally
atop a hill…
no widow’s goodbye
nor mother’s mournful cry
yet guarded hour to hour
a nation solemnly declares
none who die for freedom die in vain.

~kat 12 November 2015

This verse was prompted by Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge #5…the Nonet with the theme being “war in any of its forms, taken from any angle.”. A Nonet is 9 line verses with syllables: 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. As suggested I added a reverse Nonet as well.  If you’d like to read more Nonets or participate in this challenge click HERE.


Gold ‘n Crane Haiku

Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge this week presented the words, “Gold” and “Crane”, and as he often does, encouraged us to check our thesaurus out for these multifaceted gems. Naturally, once I found myself in synonym heaven, it was impossible to write just one Haiku…so I give you three. If you’d like to read more or join the challenge click HERE.

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More precious than pure gold
Fold one thousand paper cranes
Healing dreams come true.

Cauldrons of apples
golden delicious butter
suspended on cranes.

She was a rude oaf
craning her neck, eavesdropping
hoarding lies, like gold.

~kat ~9 November 2015


Reflections on a Street Lamp in the Rain

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Through rain droplets
ambient lamp light glows warm
love is in the air.

Street
lamps shine
dreamlike through
fat rain droplets
guiding me
safely
home

I hardly noticed
it was raining that evening
when I saw you there
waiting under the lamp light…
like moth to flame, besotted.

~kat ~9 November 2015
(Haiku~Sept~Tanka)

A Haiku is a 3 line poem/syllables: 5-7-5; a Sept is a 7 line poem/syllables 1-2-3-4-3-2-1; and a Tanka is a 5-line poem/syllables: 5-7-5-7-7. I discovered this triune format through a poetry challenge and love the flow of it. J


“Steam” 

A trio of Haiku in response to Haiku Horizon’s Weekly Challenge. Click HERE to read more.

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Steam Haiku

To sputter and hiss,
To spout steam like a kettle
Dial up the heat!

Like a whistling pot
She kept her feelings hidden
Until she was steamed!

“Just blowing off steam…”
Justifies their behavior
‘Til someone gets hurt.

~kat ~ 8 November 2015