it’s occurred to me that I have been dying my entire life, little by little teardrop by teardrop heart-stop by heart-stop as every love cut short nips a piece of me and carries it like a souvenir over the rainbow to summer land, to heaven, to Valhalla, leaving me to stop the bleeding, to heal to move on until the next assault of grief comes wielding a sickle slicing bits of me, it’s a crash course in letting go, you know, preparing me, I suppose… and when my time comes to shed this beleaguered flesh my soul will surely be bejeweled with pieces of you and you and you… if I’ve loved you and you me, I’m afraid it’s inevitable…so I’m apologizing in advance, for contributing to your own collection of tiny deaths, if I should be the first to leave… forgive me for snatching a bit of your light to keep me in the dark unknown imagine me in the mist beyond the veil, bedazzled with pieces of you and you and you on some starry starry night we’ll dance around the moon
~kat
Rest in Peace, Thelonious Myles – May 31, 2024 ~ We loved you for two years…not long enough for you or us, but at least you knew you were loved. ❤️
how tempted am I to lose myself here deep, deeper still, hidden from the dawn “I’ll be back soon,” I lie, “I won’t be long.” far off the path, no turning back, no fear deep, deeper still, hidden from the dawn how tempted am I to lose myself here
~kat
Poetry Form: the Biolet
The Biolet is a six line poem, and like the triolet, the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse. The rhyme scheme of the biolet thus can be expressed as ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines). The length of the lines can be in iambic tetrameter (8 syllables), iambic pentameter (10 syllables), iambic hexameter (12 syllables), or in unmetered lines of random lengths.
I dipped my toes into the dirt the other day leaves of grass gave way, crushed under my feet, blades of green sprouting through the in between I expected to feel magic, connection, something I don’t know what I was thinking…it’s been so long since I‘ve let my feet run free, unencumbered by socks and hard-soled shoes, not a day goes by that I allow myself this luxury, so long it has been that my feet stumble, my toes curl inward, when I try throwing me off balance, how unfamiliar it feels, I suppose it has been too long, but I hope not too late to reconnect with the space beneath me, with the world around me, with the dirt, cool and moist, soft and forgiving there is magic, I’m sure of it, I’ve just forgotten how to dance while on my way to becoming, I forgot how to become undone
1- when terrible truths rise up from the dead ancients who reside on veil’s cusp I felt it in the deepest part of my soul entranced, though certain death awaits happiness is this moment a sure antidote for the insanity Ordered a tea. Wish you were here.
2- when my time comes, I hope it’s quick centuries old, with eons of history so have a day, good, bad, don’t care what worked in winter is not a good look for spring we might have been friends, perhaps we were We saw it with our own two eyes and lived to tell. I think I’ve learned a bitter lesson
3- Wait until the time is perfect, a thought, we speak in code, begging to be touched, to feel it’s a worn out saying…no regrets sweet on the tongue with power to sting like birds to seed we will never forget that day is it gray or is it grey?
4- to know the truth; what is truth? you love deeply, so deeply what will be, will be, it’s all good, whatever… ask me anything stars bursting ‘midst a sea of green I’ve spent three days boiling driftwood, like a tidal wave, you flood my senses,
denouement- don’t smile, avoid eye contact, let them be! her entrance, well, it caused a stir
~kat
Happy May Day to you! Time to look back at the challenge that was, NaPoWriMo 2024, with a ReVerse poem!
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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…or in this case, the past month broken into 7 “day” increments.
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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