it’s not flattery
but acknowledgement
rouses our spirits,
yet we save for eulogies,
lauds the dead will never hear
~kat
For Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using synonyms only for the prompt words praise (flattery, acknowledgement, eulogies, lauds) and excite (rouses).
we hide in bubbles
existence, isolated
chiming in with those
who fancy our delusions
safety is an illusion
~kat~
For Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, prompt words: Belong: Exist, Chime & Dream: Bubble, Fancy, Delusion, Illusion.
The Lowly Cur
a barbarous fête
chirping, featherless nestlings,
beaks agape, bobbing,
poor worm dangling, sacrificed
to sate the ravenous brood
~kat
A Tanka for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using synonyms of the words: sing: chirp & celebrate: fête. The dark side of Spring. I love baby birds, but today, I’m remembering the worm. 😉
Revelry
those seeking control
would keep us quaking in fear
better to dictate
their demands, but here’s a spin…
let’s rollick instead, for spite
~kat
A Tanka for Colleen Chesebro’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using synonyms of the prompt words: Command: control, dictate, demand, & Dance: revel, rollick, spin.
night swelling blackness
moonless, milky spray muted
settling stillness
but for the hissing flicker
of a single wick consumed
~kat
A Tanka for NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 9. Prompt: write a poem in which something big and something small come together.
like mercury colliding... 