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day 84 ~ by any other name

peace lily
.
she’s
an imposter
known
by the moniker
lily…verifiably untrue
still she’s
ever green, a symbol
of peace, purity,
of healing…
a blessing
call her what you will

~kat

A favorite indoor plant of mine is the peace lily, aka Spathiphyllum or Spathe for short. I always have one or two plants in my inside spaces. Every bloom is an exciting discovery and lasts for weeks!

It doesn’t matter to me what we call these wonderful plants. Even if they aren’t officially “true lilies” it’s hard to deny the blessings they symbolize. Inspiring things like prosperity, peace, tranquility, purity, innocence, hope, ambition, surrender and acceptance… what’s not to love about this evergreen plant that is not fussy to keep and regularly bloom’s beautiful flowers!

Peace, love, and true glimmers to you. And even “untrue” glimmers will do. Tonight I spent time admiring my peace “lily”, and what she symbolizes, and I wonder, what’s in a name anyway?

~kat


Oh…and I also was delighted by the antics of this guy, a resident wild squirrel bandit who regularly steals seeds from the bird feeder. He’s quite an acrobat!


…and a final look at the sun as it dips below the horizon:


ode to spring

ode to spring

day
light lingering
night
rushing toward the dawn
bud-swelled tree tops pop in white, pink, blue
the breeze
warm and fragrant whispers
it’s time…turn your face
to the sun
bid winter adieu

~kat on the first day of spring 2024

A Pi-Prime 11 poem for this first day of Spring!

Pi digits: 3.1415926535. Each digit in the series corresponds to the syllable count for each line starting with 3 for the poem’s title.


a stone’s throw

a stone’s throw

light
in the distance
where
civilization
blares, where night owls, insomniacs,
under
starless skies, curse the night
I see it clearly
the madness
here, amidst the trees

~kat

A Pi Prime-11 poem is an 11 line poem based on the first 11 digits of Pi with syllable counts for each line based on those digits. The first line is a 3 syllable title. (3.1415926535)


deluded

deluded

turn
down the gaslight
please
it keeps me up nights
wondering if i can know the truth
when lies
are so easily spun
repeated over
and over…
no one gives a damn

~kat

It’s March, and geeky me loves a good Pi base when writing a poem.

Here are a few digits of Pi (π).

3.1415926535

For this poem I decided to write an 11-line poem matching the syllable count for each line with the digits of Pi. The 3. is of course the title set apart by the period separating it from the series that follows. And you may have noticed that the line count is 11…a prime number. 😊Im calling this form Pi-Prime. Geek out!