Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 March 2019

Happy Spring to my friends in the northern hemisphere. This week’s full worm moon coincided with 2019’s vernal equinox setting into motion the onset of spring. The signs are everywhere. Daffodils dapple the landscape, birds are rustling, engaged in sweet song, squirrels are rummaging the dry earth for seeds. Winter has made a few brisk sweeps through bare bud-clustered tree limbs, but at long last, her days are numbered. The seasons are faithful, changing guard, again and again. At least for today while the sun is shining, there is every reason for hope. And hope I do. When doubt niggles its way into my thoughts I have spring’s sweet awakening to set me aright. Seasons. Life is a series of seasons, coming and going, ebbing and flowing. We cannot stop the tides, and honestly, why would we ever want to.

Have a lovely week. Spring is coming…spring is here!


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 March 2019

there are signs
they’re back again
lovers sighing,
you might not believe it,
fragile blossoms
north meets south, daylight
bird trills and honey bee hums
life
vernal blooms wafting on air
of plenty, one cannot quench the urge to fill
everyday i learn something new and have more questions
to hear the birds singing

~kat


A ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


March Pi-Archimedes #23

bright dawn

it is so
good
to see blue skies
sunshine
to hear the birds singing
save clouds, the tempest’s fury, for a rainy day

~kat


The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…


March Pi-Archimedes #22

what do i know?

i don’t know
much
the older i get
less
than i thought i knew
everyday i learn something new and have more questions

~kat


The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.
Pi=3.14159…


affluent hoarding

affluent hoarding

a legacy of poverty means that even in times
of plenty, one cannot quench the urge to fill
cupboards with rows of non-perishables, that
will ultimately collect dust, but they are there,
just in case; there’s a propensity to buy two
of everything, to maintain double locks on
doors, to install shades and opaque curtains
to keep the outside, out; to have the car
loaded always with no less than half a tank,
blankets, rations, loose change, because one
never knows; all while obsessing over bank
account balances, due dates, a daily ritual,
a masochistic exercise, of checking dwindling
numbers especially when managing a joint
account with someone whose life was not
touched by empty cupboards, homelessness,
insufficient funds, and never enough, no never
enough, double-check, even when there is

~kat

For Time, Love, Misery’s Menageries Sunday Writing Prompt – the theme this week is Peace of Mind.


first night

Happy World Poetry Day 2019!

first night

adorned in winter
tree lace, a veil of cool
mist conceals her face
luna the fair, fragrance of
vernal blooms wafting on air

luminous specter
eventide vespers, whispered
wishes, souls to keep

~kat 2019