they’re not obvious, your superpowers, but I’ve seen you light up a room with a simple smile I’ve watched you slay the closet monsters with a lullaby and heal wounds with a kiss I’ve watched you juggle groceries, several toddlers, an infant on your hip, and an over-stuffed handbag filled with bandaids, bottles, diapers, wipes, and snacks, while navigating across a busy parking lot, arriving safely at the car where you deftly pack, strap, and tuck everyone in for the ride home… you wake up early, lay your head down late sleep lightly, always at the ready to serve, and you do all this without expecting anything in return you love deeply, so deeply you are the wind beneath the wings of your fledglings you may think nobody notices but I do…you’re a true superhero don’t you dare let anyone tell you that you’re weak
we’re told not to believe what we see with our eyes “trust us,” they say, “we’ll tell you what is true
it’s impossible to know the truth; what is truth? it’s an opinion
~kat
NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 22 Challenge: write a poem in which two things have a fight. Two very unlikely things, if you can manage it. Like, maybe a comb and a spatula. Or a daffodil and a bag of potato chips. Or perhaps your two things could be linked somehow – like a rock and a hard place – and be utterly sick of being so joined. The possibilities are endless!
Poetry Forms: Cinquain and Senryu
A cinquain is a five-line poem consisting of twenty-two syllables: two in the first line, then four, then six, then eight, and then two syllables again in the last line.
Senryū is a Japanese form of short poetry similar to haiku in construction: three lines with 17 morae. Senryū tend to be about human foibles while haiku tend to be about nature, and senryū are often cynical or darkly humorous while haiku are more serious.
The villanelle is another very old form of poetry that came from France and has lots of rules. It is made up of 19 lines; five stanzas of three lines (tercet) each and a final stanza of four lines (quatrain). As you can see from the rhyme scheme; ABA ABA ABA ABA ABA ABAA, this type of poem only has two rhyming sounds. Plus, there is a lot of repetition throughout the villanelle. Line one will be repeated in lines six, 12 and 18; and line three will be repeated in lines nine, 15 and 19.
Supporters of President Donald Trump gather in front of the U.S. Capitol Jan. 6, 2021, in Washington. (CNS/Reuters/Stephanie Keith)
two sides, one truth
“It was the most beautiful day” | we saw democracy in action “so much love in the air” | as hate and tension mounted on the hill “the crowd was unbelievable” | with lawmakers under attack “I’ve never seen anything like it” | it was a violent insurrection proud patriots marched on | sending leaders blue and red into hiding to defend democracy | but when the smoke cleared to restore the rightful winner | they rose up to vote believing an election was stolen | to counter a big lie some were accused, tried, imprisoned | democracy almost died that day now the so-called hostages | but for the brave by those who stand | who stood their ground to honor them | to save us from ourselves as they sing the national anthem | we will never forget that day let freedom ring | with liberty and justice for all
~kat
NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 20 Challenge: write a poem that recounts a historical event. In writing your poem, you could draw on your memory, encyclopedias, history books, or primary documents.
Been a while since I wrote a cleave poem. Though I’m a day late to the party, this prompt felt like the perfect opportunity given the revisionist history of recent events. My research took me down a few rabbit holes. It’s no wonder people are confused! But there is truth and reality. Sometimes we need to trust what our eyes and ears and common sense tell us!
Poetry form: A cleave poem is a poem in three (or more) pieces: the left side, the right side, and both combined. Read one side…|…then the other … then both sides line by line combined.
this is totally absurd the latest, have you heard? like nothing we have ever seen idolatry to the extreme feigned religiosity disgusting evangelicals who make our lives a living hell they flock to him like birds to seed he uses them to feed his greed they willingly concede he owns them ‘til the day they die mesmerized by juicy lies I pray they see the honest truth before the devil demands his due
~kat
NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 17 Challenge: write a poem that is inspired by a piece of music, and that shares its title with that piece of music.
Finally catching up after a crazy week!!! I was more inspired by the title than the actual lyrics of the song, “Thinking Out Loud” by Ed Sheeran. This is what I often think to myself in mixed political company. I have to fight myself from screaming what I really think out loud! In this climate things are better left unsaid, that is if one cares at all about seeing another day!
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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