Normally, I would use this space to comment on the lines gleaned from the last several weeks of writing…but I have chores to do, mouths to feed and several souls to keep.
Suffice to say, I am determined to write as often as I am able. It is my peace in the storm. I need these words more than you know. And it is a bonus when they manage to fall into place and resemble a poem! So…that said, that’s all I have right now…back to care taking, taking care to dribble a few lines now and again, keeping my own questionable sanity in check!
Peace to you my friends. Be kind above all things. Oh, how this world needs kindness.
Sunday’s ReVerse poem - April 2, 2023
I have words, so many words weary from these long, long nights heaven enfolds me winter’s end is near it’s power they crave…and your soul until all that’s left to rouse us at dawn on fire with fever murmuring sweet poetry I know…whatever… I heard the sky is falling
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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.
an elusive voyeur in the darkness heaven, heavy with tears is a rolling stone sculptor the impossible longing of wistful souls it is neither here nor there it is the butterfly you missed in passing it is hungry bellies and disturbed minds the inability to accept reality; to let go the fruit of one’s labor unrealized it is incessant wishfulness the inevitable consequence of chaos it is the primal rhapsody of humanity
~kat
NaPoWriMo Day Two Challenge: to craft a poem from my surreal definitions of the words listed below. Amazingly, these random “definitions” created something rather breathtaking. Great Challenge!
owl fog river miracle mercurial elusive thunder ghost acorn longing truffle song
if i was the wind i would breathe through you murmuring sweet poetry and gently toss your hair only to hear you sigh
if i was the rain I would sweeten your garden with lovely wetness only to see you grow wild and verdant, glistening in the sun
if i was the earth brown and fertile beneath you i would make a soft bed of thick moss in the cool dark so you can rest your soul when this world is too much
if i was the sun i would blanket you in warmth, in pure love, from dawn to dusk and even through the night, the moon shining bright
in wind and rain, earth and fiery sun, always know that i am here gently loving you with all that i am
breezes that smell of musk and life simmering just below the loam
wet
air that makes me wish i’d worn less today my skin sweating from the heat, my core on fire with fever
~kat
Another Cadae. I love this poetry form! The weather wtoday is quite balmy. A calm before a storm heading our way. As I type hornets that have roused from their boroughs are swirling around me with their incessant buzzing. I’m sure they are just as happy as me that spring is ever near, but they add a bit of drama to my attempt to soak in the sun and rest for a spell. 🙄
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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