It’s a natural..
a unit, not composite
nor prime…it is One.
kat ~ 9 April 2016
For Haiku Horizon’s prompt “one”…channeling my inner geek! Read other Haiku or enter your own HERE.
It’s a natural..
a unit, not composite
nor prime…it is One.
kat ~ 9 April 2016
For Haiku Horizon’s prompt “one”…channeling my inner geek! Read other Haiku or enter your own HERE.
My brain was apparently scattered when I penned my cinquains for Jane Dougherty’s challenge this week. I completely overlooked the prompt words! We were instructed to use at least one of the following: Fly, lightning, verdant, unfurl, softly.
To make up for this oversight I decided to use all five. (All in fun of course and for the love of poetry…) But Jane, I did sweat a few drops of blood over this one! 🙂
P.S. Do I get extra credit? Heehee…kidding of course! 😉
Peace out and have a great weekend peeps!

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Raptor
wings unfurled
Flies the verdant landscape
Swoops like lightning, softly landing…
Nestingkat ~ 8 April 2016
Today’s form is the Triolet. I like this form because it contains a repeating refrain throughout. It gives the piece a romantic flair. The form seems simple enough. A Triolet contains 8 lines, usually written in iambic tetrameter (the common way) – 8 syllables with four metrical feet (or as I like to call them ‘Heartbeats’…da-dum da-dum da-dum dadum).  Or if you’re looking for a challenge, iambic pentameter (the English version) – as it’s name suggests (penta), this version has 10 syllables per line with five metrical feet. The Rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB (with the capital letter lines repeating – or in other words, line one repeats at line 4 and line 7 and line 2 repeats at line 8)
Of course I like a challenge! 🙂 So I tried the British version. Repetition of the lines does make it rather melancholy. Or perhaps it was the topic I chose…Poor old sap fell head over heels only to be turned away.  It’s a quite common scenario you know. Such is the drama of love…:)

Unrequited
you glowed so like a candle in the night
flashing licks of amber wooing me
like moth to flame is drawn into the light
you glowed so like a candle in the night
I tried to turn away with all my might
as I drew near, you swiftly set me free
you glowed so like a candle in the night
flashing licks of amber wooing me.
kat ~ 8 April 2016
Happy Friday! Time for another look at dictionary.com’s word of the day. Today we have a French word, raconteuse, the feminine version of raconteur. It’s another one of those lovely older words,that entered the English language in the mid nineteenth century. Both words are rooted in the French word, raconter, which means “to tell”.
I imagine some nineteenth century raconteuse, if she were a time traveler, might have a blog here in the 21st. In times of old, only a handful of people might be delighted and entertained by her stories. Today she could have a global audience!
Here’s the Haiku…
Raconteuse Haiku
Centuries ago
A raconteuse used parchment
Now she’d have a blog.
kat ~ 8 April 2016
For Jane Dougherty’s 25th Poetry Challenge…the Cinquain. Â <- Click to learn more, read other cinquain poems or enter your own!
photos
faded sepia
glimpses of past moments
sentimental reminiscence
specters
storm clouds
raging tempests
billowing blustering
then in a flash and a boom gone
rainbows
kat ~ 7 April 2016