Tag Archives: Magic 11

May 6, 2020

orderly implosion

By Kat Myrman

orderly implosions

i can’t help myself, it’s an obsession, yes, i know
it’s compulsive, my behavior; sometimes I wonder why
i need perfection, order in my life for all to see
alphabetized, categorized, everything in perfect rows
cds, movies, books, the cupboard, artwork on the walls
pillows on the sofa, angled corners, set just so
it makes me feel safe when things around me are in place
but some would say it’s crazy, that it’s really all for show
especially when I know that I’m a mess, I can’t deny
i need perfection, order in my life for all to see
order, managed chaos softs the blow if I implode

~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).

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May 5, 2020

day dreaming

By Kat Myrman

I rise amidst a sea of green
dawn emerging through the trees
a gentle breeze, leaves a-flutter
my sleepy eyes take in the scene
sunlight sparking like diamonds
mornings here are so serene
the happy sound of birds a-chatter
night to day, the in between
a place to pause, to deeply breathe
a gentle breeze, leaves a flutter
oh to linger here a while, to dream

~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).

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May 3, 2020

remembering the cure

By Kat Myrman

when we reflect on how it was
years from now when we are safe
will we remember kindness flowed
it is my hope we do, because
we learned a precious lesson then
when nature had her way with us
our differences tossed to the wind
ashes to the ashes, dust to dust
when sorrow gripped the human race
will we remember kindness flowed
when souls were cured through acts of love

~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).

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May 2, 2020

Aubade of the Passerines

By Kat Myrman

at dawn’s first light, a symphony
of warbles, clicks and trills
love come hither, here am I, here am I
from love-nests in the trees
it is the gentleman who sing
to woo their ladies tenderly
hoping for a morning tryst
beneath the azure canopy
while the earth’s asleep and still
love come hither, here am I, here am I
aubade of the passerines

~kat

As promised, the 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. In my variation, the Magic 11 abracadabra poem, the r’s are intact, placeholders for a refrain. Rhyme scheme: abRacadabRa. (R for the refrain). I do love a good refrain!

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