Hello all. I know I’m behind in my daily poems and I have yet to read and comment on your lovely Twittering Tales. I promise to get to them soon. But I have worked a total of 20 hours in the last few days an I am exhausted! I’ll leave you with this…a few snapshots of my world away from my cubical…the creatures that greet me when I come home every night…have a lovely night. ❤️
Frankie, the keeper, settling in nicely!
Catching up from a busy weekend…two kimos, totally unrelated…hope you’re having a great Monday!
Kimo Day 28
a conversation overheard tickles
the ears, creating voyeurs
armed with poison secrets
Kimo Day 29
somewhere between the dawn and blackest night
we forget love fashioned us
we forget who we are
~kat
Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.
Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.
and just like that, the sky is blue again,
the sun’s shining, all is well,
and yes, I forgive you
~kat
I’ve been told I am too easy to forgive. But the way I see it, what is the sense of brooding about an offense. There is life to be lived and the day to be seized! Who has time for grudges! 😊❤️
Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.
Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.
So…I’ve been on holiday. This week’s ReVerse spans the past two weeks. Tomorrow, it is back to routine. Back to waking before dawn, working until dusk, squeezing time for writing into the precious few moments in between. I have learned that I must work well under pressure. Every poem this past week has been a struggle. Apparently my muse has been on holiday as well.
But I can’t be too hard on myself. I made good use of my time. Spent several days at the beach with former high school acquaintances, visited my youngest daughters, grand children and grand pups, kept close vigil on the mama cat and elusive kitten who live under my porch, and took naps. A lot of naps. I realized how exhausted I am. All in all, the perfect break away. I needed it.
I would like to think I’ve learned the value of taking time for myself along the way, instead of cramming my leisure time into a structured, unstructured break, but I know I’ll slog right back into that old familiar rut. With any luck the muse will return to me. I think she knows that is when I need her most!
forgiveness…grace are the only things that save me
dancing in flower beds, flickering sparks of light at night
i imagine a neon sign
she wanted to look “normal”
the sweet scent of roses goes unnoticed
to scale mountains, and sometimes rivers
these days we’re attached to our phones, connected to nobody
be back soon
oh yeah
life infused with bitter and sweet
random words, a spark of inspiration,
oppression at the gate
an eerie shroud of silence chokes the air,
somewhere, someone’s grieving
~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.
So…if you read last Sunday’s post, you will know that we were on a mission to save four kittens from under our porch. And the mama too, to get her spayed and find a home for all. But our mission last week was bittersweet because the lone black kitten got away.
I’ve been working on gaining the trust of the mama cat, hoping she would lead us to the lone little kitten who got away and today we had a breakthrough! He/she is alive and well under the neighbor’s porch.
Needless to say we will commence operation rescue kitties part 2 today! Also on my list…getting a larger litter box! These little rascals can sure eat and POOP! Welcome to my world…as I’ve said, I live in a zoo! Here’s a snapshot of my resident critters…
Apparently strays and wildlife have our number! Hey…what’s a few more mouths to feed!!! 😀
