i think of autumn on cool days like this
scorched leaves crumble ‘neath my feet
fallen, fading too soon
~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
a lie is best served loud and shrill and cold
so to drown out all reason
but truth is a whisper
~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.
after the storm comes cleansing cool breezes,
air fragrant from flowers drenched,
bedazzled with raindrops
~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.
dust to dust
before dust settles, it lingers a spell,
dancing on warm sunlit streams
by day, moonbeams at night
~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.
I took a long weekend road trip (Friday off from work) to reconnect with two dear friends. It had been decades since we three were all together. We live hundreds of miles from each other but we have stayed in touch, thanks, in part, to social media. We rented a small apartment and had tickets for a play, starring the daughter of the youngest of us.
Of course, the weekend was too short. We promised not to let decades pass before connecting in person again. short as it was, every moment was a comfortable reminder of why our friendship has lasted all these years.
So I’m catching things up here tonight, warmed in the afterglow of a too short weekend that was perfect in every way…grateful that I happened to meet these two girls decades ago. We are silly together…we can all just be when we’re together, and that is a rare gift.
there’s never enough time, never enough
weekends crammed with things to do
a work-life balance ruse
but sometimes…sometimes…the chores go undone
we remember why and who
the most important things
~kat
like mercury colliding... 