ode to spring
day
light lingering
night
rushing toward the dawn
bud-swelled tree tops pop in white, pink, blue
the breeze
warm and fragrant whispers
it’s time…turn your face
to the sun
bid winter adieu
~kat on the first day of spring 2024
A Pi-Prime 11 poem for this first day of Spring!
Pi digits: 3.1415926535. Each digit in the series corresponds to the syllable count for each line starting with 3 for the poem’s title.
deluded
turn
down the gaslight
please
it keeps me up nights
wondering if i can know the truth
when lies
are so easily spun
repeated over
and over…
no one gives a damn
~kat
It’s March, and geeky me loves a good Pi base when writing a poem.
Here are a few digits of Pi (π).
3.1415926535
For this poem I decided to write an 11-line poem matching the syllable count for each line with the digits of Pi. The 3. is of course the title set apart by the period separating it from the series that follows. And you may have noticed that the line count is 11…a prime number. 😊Im calling this form Pi-Prime. Geek out!
I’m a bit late to the 2024 party. As fate would have it, I was exposed to not just one, but two nasty viruses on Christmas Day at a family gathering. First to darken my door was the flu…a nasty strain this year…and then, just as I was feeling human again a week later, on New years Day, COVID finally got me (a first for me). I suppose I’ve joined the herd. If not for the booster I got last November, the doc said I might not have faired as well as I did. Still it was not how I planned on ringing in the new year! Anyhow…we’ve been snowed in for a bit…things finally melting, and I snapped this view out my front door this evening. It blew me away. I am so grateful for the beauty that surrounds me. For each sunrise and sunset. I hope you and yours are well.
Before I close out this post, I must share another view of the photo above. I applied a mirror filter to it and lo and behold, there she was right there reminding me Gaia, (as I imagine her at this time of year) sleeping amongst the roots, deep underground waiting for spring! What a gift this slight of photo editing produced! Isn’t she amazing!!! If you look at the original, you’ll see her peeking out at you. Sometimes it takes a mirror to see things more clearly.
It’s a reminder to me that it’s okay to rest (I’ve rested a lot this year). A new year need not be tackled all at once. We have 365 (actually 366 days this year) to live the promise of 2024.
I wrote a little haiku too. Of course I did! Peace and much love to you!
gaia suspended
deep beneath the snow
she slumbers, dreaming of spring
winter lingers long
~kat~
like mercury colliding... 