
around the time when separatists sought freedom
from the crown, a ship, the Mayflower, set sail
across the ocean blue, amongst its passengers,
a girl named Mary, of renown, so claimed,
the first to step on Plymouth’s rocky shore
~kat

around the time when separatists sought freedom
from the crown, a ship, the Mayflower, set sail
across the ocean blue, amongst its passengers,
a girl named Mary, of renown, so claimed,
the first to step on Plymouth’s rocky shore
~kat

once upon a time lived a viking maiden fair,
princess, Kievan queen, woman scorned, a saint,
who settled scores, who buried men alive,
set flocks affire, razed a town, my dear great
grandma, Olga, was the baddest fox around
~kat

asleep, in graves, silent shuttered
vaults, eroded epitaphs, markers where
lay the bones, worm-stripped bare, no trace
but for their surnames penned on census
rolls, proof that they existed once
~kat

anything
look at you, absentmindedly twirling
a wisp of perfect golden hair ’round
slender fingertips, hint of a smile, lips,
velvet petals, parted, revealing pearlescent
teeth, a laugh, pleasant, lilting, crystalline
blue eyes, sparkling, that quickly look
away from too intense a gaze…you don’t
know how beautiful you are, coyly
denying the adoration of those poor
souls ensnared by your loveliness…
you hardly notice your true devotees
pricked so deeply by love’s poison dart
they would do anything for you, truly
anything…I suppose that’s why
i hate you…i do…i hate you
~kat
For MindLoveMisery’s Menageries’ Sunday Writing Prompt based on the quote above by Nathaniel Hawthorne.

August Gregorius, in 1871, father
of my father’s, father’s father left
Sweden’s shore, Amerika bound, decades
before the harbor maiden raised her beacon
to refugees and immigrants, seeking a dream
~kat
August Stanza a Day Challenge: A short 3,4, or 5 line poem no syllable counts of rhymes, starting with the word ‘August’ on the first day. The last word of the poem will be the first word of day two’s poem, and so on until the end of the month.