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dressed in tears

dressed in tears

i dress myself in tears these days
not for me, i weep for others
orphaned children, childless mothers
victims of cruelty and hate

justice denied for those who wait
i feel their pain, those who suffer
i dress myself in tears these days
not for me, i weep for others

for every soul who’s led astray
hope one day we can recover
learn to care for one another
with compassion, kindness and grace
i dress myself in tears these days

~kat

Well I completely fell off the NaPoWriMo wagon this year! This poem is based on one of the prompts. I’ve been adding a line or two over the past week when i have the time. Along with my day job, I have been caring for a sick pup who requires a special home cooked diet (our other pups are on the diet as well to avoid food nabbing) and with two very large dogs (175lbs and 125lbs) and a small one (20lbs) I am cooking daily along with all the household chores, while my partner works a second part-time job to pay the medical bills for our Winston. we don’t know how long he will be with us but are doing what we can to make his life a good one. How could anyone say no to this face! 
In case i didn’t mention it, this is a Rondel. Here are the rondel poetry form rules:
1. Poem consists of 13 lines in 3 stanzas
2. Rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains)
3. Usually 8 syllables per line

sleepless

there’s a firefly on my window
a golden dot strobing in the night
darkness, as he flutters out of sight
but for the faint, cloud-veiled moon-glow

can’t sleep, went to bed hours ago
closed my eyes hoping that I just might
there’s a firefly on my window
a golden dot strobing in the night

take a breath, give sleep another go
plump the pillow, turn off every light
restful sleep should not require a fight
morning will be here before we know
there’s a firefly on my window

~kat


A Rondel: ABba abAB abbaA.


The Greatest in the History of All Things Great, Greatness – NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 16

The Greatest in the History of All Things Great, Greatness

We had the most beautiful piece of cake!
Everyone tells me it’s so, believe me,
except for fake news, they’re the enemy,
phony, the worst, agents of the deep state.

I always win bigly, losers I hate.
Mistakes? I don’t make them, never, not me.
We had the most beautiful piece of cake!
Everyone tells me it’s so, believe me.

I promise to make America great.
It’s going to be tremendous, you’ll see.
I alone, stable genius…covfefe…
loved by Vlad Putin, Kim Jong Il, and Xi.
We had the most beautiful piece of cake!

~kat


For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 16: write a poem of over-the-top compliments. Pick a person, place, or thing you love, and praise it in the most effusive way you can. Go for broke with metaphors, similes, and more.

Well, I had a bit…oh hell, I had a tremendous, stupendous time poking political fun today. I know of no other politician who is more well versed in over-the-top, extravagantly, effusive self-adulation and duplicity than President 45. I used a Rondel, a French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats. 

 


The House Cat – MLMM Challenge

The House Cat

lounging in streams of sunlit bliss
soft warm belly, never hungry
window ledging where I can see
birds about to purr at, to hiss

napping every afternoon, this
domesticated life’s for me
lounging in streams of sunlit bliss
soft warm belly, never hungry

peering through the dewy mist
nocturne romps beneath the trees
coming, going just as I please
a doting human to dismiss
lounging in streams of sunlit bliss

~kat

A Rondel for MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt Challenge: “Take a Walk” – Today it is all about writing from a different point of view.

Possibilities
A different income bracket
A different level of fame/influence
A different profession
A different age group
A different gender
A different species (my choice)
A different culture or religion
A different social/peer group

I want you to challenge the stereotypes and do your best to compassionately portray your selected group.


Broken

Some have said that we should get along
Smile in acquiescence to their rants
Give their vain ideologues a chance
After all, we lost and their side won.

But every backward step just feels wrong,
Spinning truth alternatives advance;
Some have said that we should get along
Smile in acquiescence to their rants.

Loyalty is tested to belong
We must follow like blind sycophants
Any soul who dares a counter-stance
Faces rage, as battle lines are drawn
Some have said that we should get along.

~kat – 1 February 2017
(A Rondel Poem)


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