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a whisper

in the stillness
a whisper is music
to our ears, like
soft mist rising
after a storm

~kat


Magnetic Poetry-Original Kit


ash to ashes

ash to ashes

i know how it feels to stand tall like an
ailing tree, to push every ounce of life
from my core, to bloom on the outside
because that’s what trees do,
to dig my shallow roots into the clay,
to bend brittle limbs, to break,
with every gust of wind, clinging
to who i was born to be, though
imagining the dream has begun
to fade…i know…and yet there are
moments when i remember once
upon this fragile life, my head was
lush and green, dancing on the breeze,
golden sunrises and sunsets in crimson
and purple, starry nights, the moon
full and bright, how many seasons
i have weathered, how many autumns
practiced letting go, letting go, letting go,
how many winters rested in the cool,
crisp silence of new fallen snow,
how many springs, burst into buds,
blooming, providing shelter for nestlings
near my heart, rocking them gently
in the crook my branches, how many
glorious summers, ah sweet summer,
even now as i fade to dust, i revel
in warmth and drink in the cool rain
life has been good, life is good,
every day precious, every day a gift
yes, i know how it feels old tree…i know

~kat


lost sheep

lost sheep

I worry for them, poor lost sheep
like lemmings rushing toward the edge
hungry for their shepherd’s lies
they hang onto his every tweet
he soothes them with vague promises
that he will likely never keep
fills their heads with fear and dread
it haunts them while they sleep
their wretched souls to him they pledge
hungry for their shepherd’s lies
into the dark abyss they leap

~kat


Magic 11 poem – my variation on the Magic 9 poem, a 9-line poem that doesn’t have any rules as far as meter or subject matter–just a rhyme scheme: abacadaba. Enter the Magic 11 abracadabra poem with the r’s intact, placeholders for a refrain. Rhyme scheme: abRacadabRa. (R for the refrain).


between raindrops – a Haiku

rain hovers in gray
‘midst brief bursts, sunlit blue
breeze tossed leaves patter

~kat


let it be so

let it be so

there in cool marble and concrete they haunt us
ghosts from the dark days of our broken past
sacred only to fools, their hearts poisoned by a lie
but it is time we wake from this old way
remember that we are brothers and sisters who
live and breathe and bleed red, the same in
god’s eyes…peace and healing is long overdue

~kat


Magnetic Poetry – Poet Kit


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