
la la blah blah blah
words professing peace and love
mean nothing…show me
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge, Prompt words, ‘sing’ (profess) and ‘peace’.

la la blah blah blah
words professing peace and love
mean nothing…show me
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge, Prompt words, ‘sing’ (profess) and ‘peace’.
fashioned from stardust
creation’s masterpiece
graced imperfection
~kat
For Haiku Horizons Challenge using a synonym of the prompt word, forge (fashion).

Mount Mayon rages
billowing ash, eclipsed, the
cerulean vault,
molten bowels oozing, etching
her passionate apologue
black obsidian
destruction’s cool residue
fire and ice collide
~kat
For Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge, a Tanka-Senryu inspired by nature’s latest rumbling…the Mount Mayon eruptions, and employing synonyms of the prompt words: myth – apalogue and write – etch.


the diamonds have lost
their luster, petals, their
sweetness, yet here we
are in the shadows still
dreaming…our tiny whispers
a symphony of light
~kat
Magnetic Poetry Original Kit

Today I am grateful.
I am grateful for the constancy of the sun by day and the moon by night; for the gentle cycling of the seasons; for cool breezes and refreshing rain; for all things green and living; for a heart that beats and for lungs that inhale and exhale without prompting.
Today I am grateful.
I am grateful for dog slobber on my clean, black trousers; for cat fur speckled sweaters; for the untidy remnants of animals and children at play; for the music of laughter and sweet whispers; for the smiles of strangers in long lines at the grocery store.
Today I am grateful.
No matter how crazy this world gets…with its threats of nuclear doom, terrorism, government shutdowns, lack of empathy, insanity, hate, rage…I know that all that matters is this moment, right here, right now. How grateful am I for its simplicity; for the gift of being here; for the blessing of words; for the keyboard in front of me that helps me pour them into this blog. And how grateful I am for you, reading this in your right now moment; grateful, so very grateful for the connection we share.
Peace, love and blessings to you. Go gently my friends…a moment in time is an eternity.
it is barely a whisper,
words to inspire, to move
a hint of fragrance
sending the petals gently fluttering
good intentions fade
whining, wailing, trifling
silence
making up for lost time,
one right after the other
narcissist
tell it like it is…
captive to torture
we shall overcome
the dark world, always
the force is strong
the mind knows
~kat
A ReVerse poem 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.