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Morphing Orbs -a Diamanté 

Moon
full, luminous
beguiling, mesmerizing, looming
nocturnal, ghostly, gaseous, quasar
glaring, blistering, blinding
brilliant, blazing
Sun

kat ~ 10 February 2017
(a Diamante)


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 4 February 2017


Happy Sunday! We have made it to the end of another crazy week! When I can pry myself away from the daily news, breathe and give the moment it’s due, I am swept up in hopeful anticipation of spring.

Though the ground hog had his say this week, warning us of Winter’s unwelcome extended visit, I also found myself swimming in a sea of beer (figuratively speaking) as I marked St. Brigid’s feast day and the sure coming of Spring celebrating the rich history of our brothers and sisters of color, and even had the presence of mind to notice a sunset or two. It was a good week.

Silly humans. meanwhile, busied themselves unraveling and dismantling the past 8 years, banning innocents and building walls. It’s a bit upside down for such mayhem and destruction to sweep the landscape in the Spring! We’re obviously not paying attention to our “Mother”.

But like all good mothers She will set things right, swooping in as frigid winter wanes, to light a spark under our feet, one budding bloom at a time.

Be patient my dears and most of all, be kind. ❤

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 4 February 2017

my breath lingers
it had been years
pleasing want not need
somee have said that we should get along.
my consolation for working late,
despite the lingering darkness of the night,
I sprout magnificent wings
Spring plans a coup!
a brilliant sea of colors and voices

fear makes us do crazy things.
is life eternal?
happiness is everything…
do you think?
you know she’s not pleased!

~kat


Remember – Magnetic Poetry Saturday – 4 February 2017

remember when we were
a melting pot of soft hearts
open to the young and the old,
man, woman and child;
a brilliant sea of colors and voices
celebrating all as one; not less than.

it is not too late
to heal our broken world
by first making peace with ourself.

~kat – 2 February 2017

(Magnetic Poetry – Poet Kit)


Spring Coup


Ribbons of golden sunlight splay
the shades of gray
as glooming clouds
descend like shrouds.

Her chilling kiss of icy mist
denies our bliss;
Chilled to the bone
we rush for home.

But though the day seems dark and cold
Winter grows old.
Her days are few.
Spring plans a coup!

~kat – 3 February 2017
(Minute Poem)

The Minute Poem is rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff.


The Warrior

The Warrior…

She seeks the beauty to be found at dawn
despite the lingering darkness of the night,
the misty dew-drenched hollows and bird song,
the eastern glow of blossoming sunlight.

That’s not to say she disregards the signs;
the alt-reality of troubled times.
She arms herself with beauty, truth and light
for only a pure heart can win this fight.

~kat – 2 February 2017
(A Rispetto Poem)

…a reminder dear friends to take care of yourself in ways that feed your heart and soul, especially during these dark times for so many. Peace and love. ❤