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Sunday Week in Review – 11 October 2015

Weird week. Crazy crazy busy at my day job. Long hours, squeezing flash fiction and haiku prompts and challenges in during breaks and upon rising and settling in. Midweek I was beginning to think I might not have a creative unprompted thought left in my head. But by week’s end a few beautiful words managed to spill out.

After a week like this, what you get is a cacophony of brain splatter that has no business making any sense at all…and yet, I kind of get what my subconscious is trying to tell me. Busy as it was, it was a very good week. And I’m learning to go with the flow. ☺️

Sunday Week in Review
October 10, 2015

elucidate the fine points
have a listen for yourself.
the orchestra erupted into a cacophony of dissonant notes,
One day he would thank her for leaving.
It was the happiest place she could think of
Hanging on was a bad idea.
The veil is thinning
To be tumescent
Charmed to earth by gravity
free to speak
in bellowing
whispers a
symphony of
tears…
It is no secret
Surrender
“It’s enough.” She lied.

kat ~ 11 October 2015

In case you are new here and wonder what the jumbled verse above is all about…

It is my weekly practice to lift a verse or line from each post from the previous week for a collective “look back”. It’s my way of clearing my head so I am open and ready for the coming week.

With that said, I’d like to wish you a great next week! 💕 As for me, I’m planning on fabulous! 😊


Happiness – A Haiku

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It is no secret
The secret of happiness
Is not a secret.

kat ~ 10 October 2015


for the 35…

Watched a program on TV this evening that featured the story of 27 alleged victims of Bill Cosby. Wrote this poem when they were 35 in number. They are now over 50… It makes me wonder. When someone is famous, how many voices does it take to override the “his word against them” scenario. 35? 50? How many?

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From the cover of the July 27 to August 9 issue of New York magazine, Article By  and Portfolio By 

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rising from
the muddle of
buried truths,
voices no longer
silenced by
tarnished
pennies, seeking
vindication, seeking
validation, vilified
unjustly, but
free to speak
in bellowing
whispers a
symphony of
tears…

kat july 2015

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Rain

Sky brimming with dew
Charmed to earth by gravity
Raindrops coming home.

kat ~ 9 October 2015


Tumescent – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

 
Tumescent…What a spicy little word this is! Dictionary.com provides a rated G definition, focusing almost exclusively as it applies to the use of language, but a deeper probe (sorry, I’m having way too much fun with this one) reveals quite an expanded explication!  Here is the definition from Oxford’s Learner’s Dictionary: 

 
When it comes to crafting today’s Haiku….what to do….what to do?!😜


A Tumescent Haiku

To be tumescent
some employ a thesaurus,
others…viagra!

~ kat ~ 9 October 2016