Category Archives: Random Thoughts and Musings

Reflections on a Street Lamp in the Rain

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Through rain droplets
ambient lamp light glows warm
love is in the air.

Street
lamps shine
dreamlike through
fat rain droplets
guiding me
safely
home

I hardly noticed
it was raining that evening
when I saw you there
waiting under the lamp light…
like moth to flame, besotted.

~kat ~9 November 2015
(Haiku~Sept~Tanka)

A Haiku is a 3 line poem/syllables: 5-7-5; a Sept is a 7 line poem/syllables 1-2-3-4-3-2-1; and a Tanka is a 5-line poem/syllables: 5-7-5-7-7. I discovered this triune format through a poetry challenge and love the flow of it. J


Sunday’s Week In Review – 8 November 2015

A tad early…I have a busy day tomorrow so I decided to do my Sunday Week in Review a wee bit early. Have a great Sunday! Actually…it IS tomorrow (Sunday) for some of you so…it’s all good, eh?! 😊

It’s time to look back once again on a very full, and it seems from the aggregated verse below, quite a reflective week. 

I love this week’s review. It speaks of this season of change and letting go and reinforces the truth that even in endings there can be great beauty and peace when one is able to surrender to the process. 

Of course, you may not get all of this when you read the string of verse below. I suppose it is because I am in the Autumn of my own life that the lessons I’ve gleaned from this week are so poignant. 

May the coming week be a treasure trove of blessings to you. Thanks for stopping by and entertaining my rambling. Peace out fellow Word Pressers! 

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Sunday’s Week in Review – 8 November 2015

They found something more.
I hope you don’t mind
I have an amazing story to tell!
A moment spent breathing…
She stood tall and lovely against the crystal blue sky.
I keep forgetting…
Coming to the end of one’s
season is not pretty and yet…
On beds draped in mist
like fireflies and faeries
dance to cricket song.
Maybe we need a second opinion?”
in time for some wintry zzzz’s.

~kat ~ 8 November 2015

If you’re new to this blog, a bit of background to explain the verse above. It is a line from each poem or prose from the previous week. Lifted and placed in the order written. A snapshot review of the week. It helps me clean the slate…reflect, and ready myself for the new week. 


It’s Meet and Greet Weekend @ Dream Big!!


Conversation with a Late Bloomer

Pausing from my usual busyness the other day has touched something inside of me it seems…I am not likely to get over it for a few days at least. And so a revisit with my late-blooming rose bush…<3 I hope you don’t mind. 🙂

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

You’re not much to look at
you know…from afar. You,
with your moth-nibbled
extremities and drying seed
pods. Soon, it will be
time to cut you
back, before the frost
settles in regularly. To
put you out of the misery
of your inevitable deflowering.
Coming to the end of one’s
season is not pretty and yet…
as I draw near I realize
you still have a bit of flash
and sass left in you. A few
more stunning songs to sing,
one last story to tell…
the audacity of a late
bloomer, past prime, impassioned
electric life coursing through
your veins, albeit more slowly.

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

I suppose I could learn a thing
or two from you if I stopped
long enough to notice. You…
and your haughty flash of
crimson stopping me
in my tracks…you had me
at first spring’s bud,
you know. I agree, it
would be rude of me
to ignore you through
your last blooming.

Photo Credit: kat 2015

Photo Credit: kat 2015

~ kat ~ 4 November 2015


Sunday Week in Review – 1 November 2015

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A curious week this was, what with a full moon, and Halloween, thinning veils and spooky themes. It made for quite an interesting verse in review, but as it always seems to, this week makes perfect sense in retrospect. And so we settle in to begin a new week and a new month. Darker, shorter days and cooling temperatures. Hope you had a great week too! 😊 See you on the other side!  

Sunday Week in Review – 1 November 2015

She was a collector of old things,
Tomorrow
Nips at our heels
With troubles
That can
Wait.
The footsteps behind her got faster.
deep cerulean on white
Next time you decide to be a hero, let someone know!
her reflection lied
But it is the photo pictured above that he carries with him always.
Someone really should move that old chair
but don’t intrude
the spirit world encroaches
“Unbelievable!” he cried.
moonglow and cricket song
and at the shore i like my
sea to foam in azure mist,
The choir sweetly sang
avoiding every sidewalk crack
They’ll find you my sweet.

~kat~ 1 November 2015

If you’re new to this blog, a bit of background to explain the verse above. It is a line from each poem or prose from the previous week. Lifted and placed in the order written. A snapshot review of the week. It helps me clean the slate…reflect and ready myself for the new week.