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Sunday’s Week in Verse – 6 December 2015


Such a range of emotion! An ode to the changing of seasons! I find that I revel in the summer as if it will never end and languish in Winter wondering when it will. But it is the transition seasons that pierce my heart most deeply. The Spring with her exuberant regalia, life in full bloom and Autumn with her graceful, letting go. I learn my greatest lessons from the in between.

The trees are now bare as the frost clings tightly to sleepy limbs and blades of fading green, trumpeting the coming season of rest. As if to say thorough darkening days, breathe deeply, close your eyes and settle in. We follow nature’s lead unconsciously this time of year, draped in the ambience of twinkling lights and warm hearth’s glow. Time to rest our weary heads and surrender to the dream.

A gentle Wintering to you!

Sunday’s Week in Verse – 6 December 2015

I wonder if she remembers the spring.
though I do miss the smell of crayons!
“Don’t think! You’ll only make it worse!
”
crowned by raven locks.
unlike their hoary siblings,
simply black and white.
it’s wise not to blink.
she scales richter’s heights.
she hated green paint.
She’ll slumber now through frost’s first kiss.
…step off the edge without a net
In a million small ways, she inhabits his days
“Oh yeah, I was born for this!”
I won’t notice you, because I will be DANCING!
YOU CAN RELY ON IT
…giving voice to things, and being authentic…
here, surrounded by wild flowers and roses.
bust a jit crazy
I couldn’t let this day pass
Get up my pretty girl.
Don’t be deceived by her fragility.
Life is a gift
*Silence*
drawn to light, eye to keyhole.

~ kat

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 to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean the slate. 


Sunday’s Week in Review – 29 November 2015

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Busy busy week, but I had some time off from work, so some extra opportunities to reflect and write. (My favorite thing to do!)

We lost one of our own this week. The lovely Barbara Beacham who brought us Monday’s Finish the Story Challenge  and many inspirational photographs that fueled other flash fiction and poetry challenges. She will be missed. Rest in peace dear lady and love and healing to her family.

And then there was the rest of this week. The world has continued to spin out of control, but there is one constant for all of us. Life. In all its crazy manifestations, life is the muse that fuels our art and the words that we spill out onto the page or blast on our blank computer screens. Life is a precious gift always.

And so we gave thanks here in the U.S. this week for the blessing of life. We’re a rough and raucous lot, we humans, but we can’t do this alone. The good news is, more and more folks are figuring out that we’re in this together. I suspect there may be hope for our kind yet. Call me a dreamer!

With gratitude then, for this forum…for all you lovely souls here, and the families and communities you / we all represent…let’s devote ourselves to being kind to one another. Just once each day. More if you like. The world won’t mind. Peace and Blessings to you! We can do this. 🙂

~ kat ~

Sunday’s Week in Review – 29 November 2015

It’s not that I’m incapable of a logical thought.
her sinister smile was the last thing he saw…
It had been a long journey…
Cats purr and doves coo coo
How easily we lose ourselves
She wanted the sun.
(a) Complicated life
We grumble for more.
…safe from the monsters she didn’t know.
The rousing “Surprise!” gave him his answer.
As a grateful community cheered!
…I think we’ll be safe!
we’ll have plenty of time to simmer …
“Are you gonna miss all this?”
Millions of people do this every day.
Nocturnal creatures
Dementia slowly, insidiously, devoured her mind.
but for now the wind is calling me to dance and it’s going to be fabulous!
Scrabble was her game!

kat ~ 29 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 to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean the slate. 🙂


Sunday’s Week in Review – 15 November 2015

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This week roared in like a lion as cooler blustery winds ushered in the last days of Autumn. The kitchen called for a batch of vegan chili while steamy teapots sputtered and hissed. With gilded gold paper cranes dangling, we honored those who served and remembered those lost, while petty people argued about red cups. This week of happy reunions and ghost sightings we never suspected the tragic turn that this 13th Friday of November held for a beloved nation…for all of us…as the last leaves of summer were plucked from tree limbs. So many words…so many emotions…this is the week that was as I reflect on it one last time in verse…

Sunday Week in Review – 15 November 2015

Fragile limbs exposed await
Rebirth in the Spring.
Weath’ring every storm.
but I am delighted to report that I have a keeper here.
To sputter and hiss,
Like a whistling pot
“Just blowing off steam…”
ambient lamp light glows warm
I hardly noticed
like moth to flame, besotted.
Healing dreams come true
golden delicious butter
hoarding lies, like gold.
The hopes, fears and dreams we shared back before life got complicated.
But there they are!
Starbucks Cups…REALLY?
a nation solemnly declares
Suffer(s) no critics
with all eyes on her now
For the people of Paris…
I watch you cling
to the last leaves of
summer
rising from the depths
Forgive him, she did…for herself.

~ kat 15 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. 


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. 


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.