A new Haiku challenge. Use the words bridge and move in a haiku. If you’d like to try, get all the details HERE at Renovanwrites.
Here’s my entry…
Polar opposites,
Stubborn, they refused to move.
So Love built a bridge.
kat ~ September 2015
Category Archives: Poetry
Like Orbs Passing
Golden globe of fire and
light, Sun spends his
days from edge to edge
‘Cross panoramic spans of
Sky doing what Suns do…
Unaware that passers by
Wake in sleepy dark of
Dawn just to see him rise.
And sister moon, great
Light pretender shadow
dances on her milky
Path, twirling us from
Starlit dust as oceans swell
To kiss the sand, oblivious
Her lunacy has left us
Breathless in her wake.
Orbs that pass, that come
And go, like people do
From day to day, a smile
A smirk, a lock of eyes, we
Too project our fiery light
And sullen shadows each
To each, oblivious to
The difference that we make.
kat ~ 2 September 2015
a moment’s fall from grace
‘twas a detour from
grace that raised
the demons of my
deepest fears…in
a second i let my
eyes shift from
sacred moments to
regretful yesterdays
and hopeless futures,
my present drowning
in a sea of unanswerable
questions, when?
where? who? what?
why?
it’s an understandable
misstep, my scatterbrained
tendency to follow
the cacophony of
voyeuristic busybodies,
like a moth to flame,
knocks me off
center singeing my
fickle flesh, disconnecting
me from my core, leaving
me breathless. ‘tis true
in the midst of catastrophic
distractions i forget to
breathe and lose all
mindfulness.
but the moment, ever
present, waits in the wings
of my thrashing fright,
a heartbeat’s breath
near, to wrap me in
blissful embrace from
the immediacy of nothingness
into the radiant epiphany
of pure love, peace and
knowing. to breathe,
just breathe is all this
present moment asks
to deliver me home.
kat ~ 31 Aug 2015
A Sunday Look Back – August 30, 2015
Last week was one of the LONGEST, most stressfully upsetting weeks of note. Consequently, my usual prolific posting got sidelined a bit. All I can muster in review is a simple Haiku…this pretty much sums it up…
Hit the ground running
This long week fraught with mayhem
Ready to start fresh.
kat – 30Aug2015
And with that, I look forward to the start of September. On the wings of the energy of this past weekend’s Full Super Moon, hope to see you on the other side of the coming week.
Peace Out!
If not when our hearts are bleeding, when?
…meanwhile…in Roanoke, Virginia… 
As the initial shock of the senseless murders of two journalists fades, I had hoped this weekend would be like any other. I have a cake to bake and gifts to wrap in celebration of my grandson’s 5th year on this planet. But I can’t get past the senselessness of this most recent act by a mentally deranged madman because it happened to my community. And I admit I feel guilty for not feeling equally as shocked and upset when it happened to others. Especially when there are things that can and should be done. Other civilized nations have figured it out. Why are we struggling to figure it out? Maybe I’m not meant to get over it. Perhaps my calling now is to join the voices from other communities in the hope that we will eventually reach a critical tipping point as we all demand “enough!”
Poetry helps me express my deepest feelings. I’ll let this verse be my final lament…
this page of our
collective story stings
from drops of salty
tears, rivulets of ink
collide, muddling
the truth…
but soon enough
another page will
manifest in dreadful
déjà vu, the
folly of our dense
forgetfulness
exposed.
some memories
refuse to die,
each tear stained
page a conscience
cue, to summon
us to write our
denouement,
it’s up to us to
right this grisly
narrative, to seize
control from witless
forgers once for all
to simply pen
“enough”.
kat 29 aug 2015
Most Inspirational Blogger Nominee
like mercury colliding... 