Category Archives: Spirituality

Liberated – A Three Line Tale

Photo by Sandis Helvigs via Unplash

“Of course you are welcome, you are always welcome to join us for the holidays, but as always, we ask that you abide by our rules, namely, no discussion of politics, religion and social issues allowed.”

I understood the rules because I had smiled silently invisible at their table many times before, politely passing stuffing, turkey and congealed salad to the right, always to the right, but this year for the the first time in years, I liberated myself from this annual masochistic ritual and declined their veiled invitation. 

In response they feigned their disappointment, relieved, I imagined, that they would be free to spew their misinformed, caustic blabber, unfettered by my silent winces from across the room, saying simply, “We will miss your face.”

kat ~ 24 November 2016

A Three Line Tale based on the photo above. More along the theme this week of letting go and nurturing my soul as I enjoy a peaceful Thanksgiving with my significant other at the Chinese Buffet. I am thankful, so thankful this year for the freedom of choice, for love and friendship and for family in small managed doses. May you find peace and harmony in simple pleasures this most unusual holiday season. 


Drink

a bubbling spring
from the belly of Gaia
may all who thirst, drink

kat ~ 23 November 2016

A Haiku for Haiku Horizon’s Haiku Challenge, prompt word: Drink.


Winter Roses ~ Magnetic Poetry Monday ~ 21 November 2016

said the beautiful rose,
her sweet blossoms frosted,
withering softly on the vine…

though cold winds may
rustle wildly through your
souls leaving your spirits
no rest or peace…always
know that we bloom
over and then some
for only this thing,
to live and breathe a life
of purest deep love

kat ~ 21 November 2016
(Magnetic Poetry Nature Kit)


The Walls We Build


I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
Arranging travel for executives
Typing their profiting plans bits by byte
With a few quick breaks to brew myself tea

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
Answering phone calls with veiled pleasantry
When asked for favors, I serve with a smile
Hoping to mask my deep fear from their gaze

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
Lost in the hum of my blessed routine
Locked in a prison of my own making
Where I feel safe from their gloating eyes mocking

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
Outed by friends who boast my deep secret
Hoping to prove they are not like the rest
Those who’d deny my rights as a human

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
Collateral damage, votes cast in fear
closet doors open whispering my name
Still I resist their safe promise and yet

I hide in a cubicle, dawn to dusk
If I had money I might build walls too
Oh, in my own way I’ve done this, it’s true
But I don’t feel safe from danger that looms

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
Doing my job and paying my taxes
Wondering where they will be on the day
I cease to be safe despite what they say

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
Wondering who I should fear and who, trust
Minding my business, yet knowing I must
Open my heart to be healed by love

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk
It’s not the ideal arrangement I know
I’m gonna try harder to open my heart
And let you back in, it’s small, it’s a start.

I hide in a cubicle dawn to dusk.

kat – 14 November 2016


I Am Here – Magnetic Poetry Monday – 14 November 2016

i am here with
a warm embrace,
an open heart,
a secret smile,
a listening ear,
to be your voice
when dark days growl…
remember, i am here

~kat – 14 November 2016
(Magnetic Poetry Online: the Poet’s Kit)