Category Archives: Random Thoughts and Musings

Florescence #6

though flowers make me sneeze
dust, pollen, budding trees,
fuzz fluffs on dappled breeze…it’s not snow

~kat

For Jane Dougherty’s Daily Florescence Challenge.


thinking out loud – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 6

when
is
a
poem
not
a
poem?
does it need to
rhyme
every time?

or must a poem, at the very least, contain iambic feet, syllabic certainty and stanzas
to
be
a
poem?

What about CAPITALS and pun,c;t!u-a….t.i.o.n?
do
they
matter
after all
if
the words
don’t stir
the soul?

while i may not know what makes a proper, perfect poem, i do know what makes me cringe to write or read…
to pen a poem that tells a tale, or pricks the heart, or makes one think is what i strive for…why i bleed.

~kat

NaPoWriMo2018 Day 6 presented us with the challenge to “write a poem that stretches your comfort zone with line breaks”.  My poem for today pushes my aesthetic buttons in several ways. If the goal of the challenge was to make me cringe as I plunked one word lines on the screen and dared to suggest that my minimalistic approach is poetry…then this exercise was a complete success. I do hope it does not pain you to read it.  😉

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Fool – A Haiku

some thought him a fool
nonsensical, crude was he
crazy…like a fox

~kat

For Haiku Horizons Prompt Word: Fool.


If You Need To Ask

if you need to ask what freedom is

you’re not

drape yourself in stars and stripes

do whatever you feel like

hate the man, yeah! go on strike

if you need to ask…

count your pennies, buy more stock

build great walls, install more locks

it only matters who’s on top

what freedom is…

could declare your independence

time is wasted being decent

cash your chips before they’re spent

if you need to ask…

claim your rights, take up your arms

speak your mind, raise false alarms

before the others do you harm

you’re not…

grab what’s yours while you still can

change the rules and take command

always have the upper hand

if you need to ask what freedom is

you’re not

~kat

Had been tweaking this in response to call for poems about freedom. It was too long for the call, but I’m going with it just the same. My blog space will do just fine. 😊


Hello Again

Sarah was running out of time.

With only minutes to spare she scrambled to think of something to say that John would remember years from now when they would meet for the first time…again.

“You remind me of someone I would very much like to know…” she whispered, as she turned away, fading into air.

~kat

A Three Line Tale inspired by the photo above by Charles Etoroma via Unsplash