Little Girls Read

 

little girls read between the lines
“to gain attention play the part”
she must be pretty all the time
be nothing more than living art

to gain attention play the part
when fashionistas call the shots
be nothing more than living art
she’s valued most when she is “hot”

when fashionistas call the shots
scholarly goals are second rate
she’s valued most when she is “hot”
try as we may to educate

scholarly goals are second rate
unlike her brothers wild and free
try as we may to educate
she’ll fight for opportunities

unlike her brothers wild and free
little girls read between the lines
she’ll fight for opportunities
she must be pretty all the time

kat ~ 11 March 2016

Forgive me! I blame my cynicism on this election season! Alas we are not there yet…just tapping on that elusive glass ceiling…and I fear that those longing for the good old days might be our undoing. Rant over!

A Pantoum for Jane Dougherty’s weekly poetry challenge. Read more about the Pantoum and the other poem entries HERE.


Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

 
Happy Friday! Today’s Dictionary.com Word of the Day is Psittacism. Originating around 1895, it is Latin for “parrot”.  Polly may “want a cracker” but is it a cracker he really wants or just attention?

Though we may not use this word today, we are all familiar with a plethora of examples…those annoying platitudes that rattle around in our head. Think catch phrase, cliche, slogan or talking points and you get the the picture. It’s what we say when we don’t know what to say. Manipulative masters use psittacisms to sway, entice or elicit fear. How often have we heard the phrase, “if you repeat a lie often enough it becomes true.” 

Most of us can rattle off a psittacism or two, but the wise will challenge, debate or expound on these rote assumptions. Oft repeated psittacisms can shut down intelligent debate. 

“It was all for the best.” Well, I suppose that depends on one’s definition of “best”.

“Wait an hour after eating before getting into the water.” Why? Who knows? And yet, when at the seashore many of us will think twice before taking a dip right after lunch!

“They’re coming after your guns…” Hasn’t happened yet…and likely won’t, but many people continue to cling to this talking point, hunkering down in fear of the impending “they”.

I know I’ve been guilty of psittacisms when I repeat something I’ve heard just to fill space. It’s all just meaningless noise! True communication requires thoughtfulness and open dialogue. 

You can’t speak your mind if you’re using a script! ~ kat 2016

Have a great weekend! May it be filled with great conversation and enlightening insights!

a few Haiku…

Some psittacisms
like a Mother’s do”s and don’t’s,
haunt the guilty.

Smug bible thumpers
drone vapid psittacisms…
Actions speak louder.

Catchy talking points,
When fools use psittacisms,
There is no debate!

kat – 11 March 2016


Echoes of my Neighborhood

Happy Thursday! It is that time again! Time to take a look at my neighborhood! This week we had an interesting development! I remember sharing a photo of one of our neon landmarks downtown…the Dr. Pepper sign. Back then it had a few visitors…Spider-Man and the Hulk, I believe. This week Batman and Super Man are gracing the platform! 

Let the epic battle commence while an unsuspecting but hopeful population sleeps! 

     
 
  
 The local paper getting ready to run tomorrow mornings paper.  
  
    
    

Thanks to Jacqueline at a cooking pot and twisted tales. Click HERE to see other neighborhoods from around the globe! 

 


Marion, the Fussy Librarian

There once was a fussy librarian
the kids called her mean, old Miss Marion
she demanded they whisper
quite loudly she’d blister
a high-decibeled disciplinarian!

kat ~ 10 March 2016
A limerick in response to Rashmi’s Limerick Poetry Challenge / Prompt: Whisper. If you would like to read other Limericks or enter your own, click HERE.


Forgotten

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photo by Samuel Zeller

They gathered to watch the funeral procession high above the bustling street. Whispered conversations on politics, movies, and recipes filled the space scored by piped-in ambient soft Rock. They gathered to watch the funeral procession for someone already forgotten.

kat ~ 10 March 2016

A short, short story in response to the 3 Line Tale Challenge based on the photo above by Samuel Zeller  for Sonya of only 100 words. Read other tales or enter your own HERE.