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the muse

the muse

she is like a penny, face up, begging
to be lifted from the asphalt, treasure
promised if I dare give her a moment’s
thought, a hint of blush dusts her cheeks,
eyes, dark, translucent blue, cerulean really,
that pierce my soul, first glance, drawing
me deeper… she likes shadowy places,
nooks, crannies, pre-dawn and gloaming,
alcoves and hollows, her scent is musk, with
undertones of moss, earth and ink waiting for the
quill’s long, lingering dip, pale skin like velvet,
cool to the touch, covered in baby fine hair that
glistens in the light, her hair, fiery red, long,
wavy, cascading softly past her shoulders…
she is not the life of the party, but her words,
softly spoken, draw select clusters of seekers, like
me, who have grown to appreciate her wisdom
and honesty…fools vex  her…she has been known
to slay them with a single line, but mostly
she ignores them, pearls and swine, you know,
for those of us who are privileged to call
her friend, to see the world through her
eyes is like peeking through a forbidden
keyhole, Valhalla waiting on the other side

~kat

For MindLoveMiserysMenagerie’s Sunday Writing Prompt – To write about my muse as if she had been given corporeal form and could interact with the outside world. 


Suburbia

From Free Photos at Pixabay.com

“Did you hear about the new neighbors?”

“New neighbors? No! What did you hear?”

“Well…I heard that their name, Smith, is an alias. It seems they’re in the witness protection program. The guy was a key witness for the Bombino crime bust.”

“I heard about that trial. Cold blooded killers, they were. Money launderers too, but that case happened in New York. What makes you think the Smiths are from there?”

“Well, my Aunt Mabel’s husband’s coworker is friends with the prosecutor’s custodian and he heard that the key witness and his family were given new identities and moved to an old established neighborhood in Pennsylvania. A husband, his wife and two kids, a boy and a girl, school-aged. That description sure fits the Smiths. Husband, wife, two kids, except two boys, but hey, Aunt Mabel might have gotten that part wrong.”

“Certainly sounds like them. I hope they don’t bring criminals here!”

“I thought of that. Contacted the neighborhood association. There’s a special meeting tonight. You’re coming aren’t you?!”

“You bet I am.”

Meanwhile at the Smith’s house….

“So honey, have you met any of the neighbors?”

“Not yet. I saw a few of them at the park. I waved, but they looked away like they didn’t see me. Weird.”

“Give it time. My boss told me this was the best neighborhood to raise kids. Excellent schools. You remember it was a condition of my promotion and relocation. He knows how important you guys are to me.”

“I know. I hate moving. Hey, I overheard them talking about an association meeting tonight. We should go.”

“Great idea! Give me a minute to change and we’ll head over to the community center!”

“Perfect! Maybe it won’t be so awkward if we’re together.”

“You’re gonna love it here honey. You’ll see.”

~kat

Oh to be a fly in the wall at that community center when the Smiths arrive! I will let your imaginations finish this story, dear reader. 😉 This is a short 300 Word Story for Mind Love Misery’s Menageries Sunday Writing Prompt: Truth and Lies.


The House Cat – MLMM Challenge

The House Cat

lounging in streams of sunlit bliss
soft warm belly, never hungry
window ledging where I can see
birds about to purr at, to hiss

napping every afternoon, this
domesticated life’s for me
lounging in streams of sunlit bliss
soft warm belly, never hungry

peering through the dewy mist
nocturne romps beneath the trees
coming, going just as I please
a doting human to dismiss
lounging in streams of sunlit bliss

~kat

A Rondel for MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt Challenge: “Take a Walk” – Today it is all about writing from a different point of view.

Possibilities
A different income bracket
A different level of fame/influence
A different profession
A different age group
A different gender
A different species (my choice)
A different culture or religion
A different social/peer group

I want you to challenge the stereotypes and do your best to compassionately portray your selected group.


Genius – Tanka Tuesday

poets
are by design
a rhapsody of words
set to rhyme, souls consumed in verse
genius

~kat

For Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using synonyms only for the prompt words: Inspiration – Rhapsody, Genius; Plan – design.


Le Bateau – NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 30

La_Bateau

Le Bateau – Paper Cutting by Henri Matisse – 1953

Le Bateau

art display
a faux pas expose’
in gouache, fuchsia and Parisian blue

painted paper cut-outs applied with glue, askew
Matisse would roll over in his grave if he knew
that they hung his painting upside down

‘twas the talk of the town
sinking scow

~kat~

A Trois-par-Huit for NaPoWriMo 2018 – Day 30 Prompt: write a poem that engages with a strange and fascinating fact. I chose Art History and the story of the Matisse painting that hung upside-down in the New York Museum of Modern Art in 1961.

From Wikipedia:
Le Bateau caused a minor stir when the Museum of Modern Art, New York, which housed it, hung the work upside-down for 47 days in 1961 until Genevieve Habert, a stockbroker, noticed the mistake and notified a guard. Habert later informed the New York Times who in turn notified Monroe Wheeler, the Museum’s art director. As a result, the artwork was rehung properly. The museum currently houses the piece in the “Final Works of Henri Matisse” exhibition.


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