we whisper in the shadows,
tongues wag, blood boils…
treason hangs heavy
in the air…time stands still
~kat
Magnetic Poetry Online – Just witnessed the stunning, treasonous performance by our president. I am speechless. I feel numb. 😦
Magnetic Poetry Monday
Castle – Manic Monday Challenge
sick of all this noise
of being open wide
they wanna make me break
no use crying about it
i’m their queen
sitting on the throne
i probably shouldn’t be
they’ve locked me up
i keep my pretty
mouth shut
~kat
Another Black Out poem for Manic Monday’s 3-Way Prompt based on the photo above, the prompt word, Castle and the song lyrics below, as performed by Halsey.
Castle
Performed by Halsey
Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise
Tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised
Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it
Already choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it
I’m headed straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying that I probably shouldn’t be so mean
I’m headed straight for the castle
They’ve got the kingdom locked up
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut
Straight for the castle
Oh, all these minutes passing, sick of feeling used
If you wanna break these walls down, you’re gonna get bruised
Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it
Already choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it
I’m headed straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying that I probably shouldn’t be so mean
I’m headed straight for the castle
They’ve got the kingdom locked up
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut
Straight for the castle
There’s no use crying about it
There’s no use crying about it
There’s no use crying about it
There’s no use crying about it
I’m headed straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying that I probably shouldn’t be so mean
I’m headed straight for the castle
They’ve got the kingdom locked up
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut
Straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying that I probably shouldn’t be so mean
I’m headed straight for the castle
They’ve got the kingdom locked up
And there’s an old man sitting on the throne
That’s saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut
Straight for the castle
Songwriters: Peder Losnegard / Ashley Frangipane
Castle lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Finding Merak – Terza Rima 3b
The Serbian word “Merak” is defined as a feeling of bliss and the sense of oneness with the universe that comes from the simplest of pleasures. It is the pursuit of small, daily pleasures that all add up to a great sense of happiness and fulfillment.
i dream of flying unencumbered, free
yet suffer from a phobia of heights
with my feet, deeply rooted like a tree
~kat
Week 2, stanza two of July’s Daily Poem Challenge, the Terza Rima by Jane Dougherty.
Finding Merak – Terza Rima 3a
The Serbian word “Merak” is defined as a feeling of bliss and the sense of oneness with the universe that comes from the simplest of pleasures. It is the pursuit of small, daily pleasures that all add up to a great sense of happiness and fulfillment.
to fly above the earth, a bird’s eye view…
tell me robin red what wonders you see
when on the wing, riding the wind, please do
~kat
Daily Terza Rima Series – Finding Merak
Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 15 July 2018
If you followed me this past week, today’s ReVerse might surprise you. There was an onslaught of madness on the world stage as featured in my daily Terza Rima poetry series, “Headlines”. Oh, you’ll see glimpses of the insanity captured in this week’s compilation, but in the middle of it all, glimmers of light.
Call me crazy, but I still believe that the truth will set us free, that the light will quash the darkness, that love will win over hate, and that there is joy to be found in the midst of sadness. It is life in all its beautiful, messy glory. And the best part is that I get to share it with you, here through my words in blog-land, and with my family and friends in this corner of the world that I call home. This good is not lost to me even when the world erupts in lunacy…even when I pen my angst and frustration…there is a realization that I am not alone. And there is an astonishing freedom in finding affinity with others who see the world in a similar light. Freedom from those who don’t. As Bernard M. Baruch so perfectly said…”Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.”
I’m moving past headlines for my daily Terza Rima series. “Finding Merak” is what I’ll be focusing on. It’s no use speculating what conversations will be had during the love fest behind closed doors this Monday by “PutRump”. We’ll never know the truth. But one thing I do know, the truth will come to light eventually. It always does.
I noticed that both last week’s and this week’s ReVerse end in symphonies. I must be hearing music…I’m crazy that way. Have a great week.
Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 15 July 2018
valued in unequal measure, mothers weep
long dead at their own hand, the burned stand ground
i choose love
the wild path where roses bloom
“they” were among us
jesters entertaining kleptocracy
there exist paragons
referencing days past as old
crazed cicadas wail
while allies deal with Vlad’s dim protege
just for sport, midst chaos, a diversion,
would you like me to set you free?
I just have to ask, do you believe in miracles
as talking heads explode in fake news rooms
in trumpian frenzy…kangaroo court
but ‘all of this is fake’ they’ll say, so sad…
like a symphony of crushed light
~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.
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