Secret of the Tides
the moon knows a thing
or more about longing…
she listens every night
to the deep murmurings
of souls lonely for warmth.
that must be why she
breathes wild life into
water at dawn and at dusk.
kat – 15 August 2016
(Using the Nature Kit from Online Magnetic Poetry)
Photo©MKcray
polar ice caps have gotten soupy
tempests rage and the earth’s crust rumbles
naysaying oafs howl, “it’s not that bad!”
hide your heads like ostriches rooting
pretend impending doom cannot be stopped
know you could’ve changed it…wish you had…
~kat – 10 August 2016
A Trilune for Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge this week! It’s a new form created by Jane. Visit her blog to learn more HERE!
Photo Credit: Kat Myrman
~kat – 18 April 2016
A Haiku for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Powtry Challenge. Prompt words this week are Sun & Moon. See other haiku HERE.
Luna’s face in grace surrenders
Even with earth’s shadow creeping
Brighter still, she smiles rememb’ring
Her full phase dance with gravity
Inevitable darkness looms
Luna’s face in grace surrenders
Wiser from the lessons rendered
New moon waxing into fullness
Every living being knows from
birth to death it’s days are numbered
Luna’s face in grace surrenders
Never fading, into crescent
Soon will come the reaper’s sickle
Her escort to eternal rest
Just beyond the veil of darkness
Luna’s face in grace surrenders.
kat ~ 25 March 2016
A Quatern is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the Kyrielle and the Retourne. It has a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second line of stanza two, third line of stanza three, and fourth line of stanza four. A quatern has eight syllables per line. It does not a set rhyme scheme.
line 1
line 2
line 3
line 4
line 5
line 6 (line 1)
line 7
line 8
line 9
Line 10
line 11 (line 1)
line 12
line 13
line 14
line 15
line 16 (line 1)
I blame it on the time change. It’s not healthy you know. Saving Daylight? As if daylight needed saving!
Last time I checked Nature had everything running smoothly. Seasons come and go with only a few hiccups, those random, off-season cool snaps and heat waves, that stir our senses in the transition. The sun rises and sets each day without a hitch. Who are we to prescribe it’s coming and going on a schedule to our liking?
Well, for the record, I don’t like it. And back when it was first proposed as a national energy conserving tactic neither did the farmers. One should not mess with Mother Nature. She does a splendid job of lengthening our days in the warmer seasons if we are patient. We are not.
Daylight Saving is unnatural. Ask any toddler who is sent to bed at their prescribed 8 or 9 pm bedtime in the middle of summer, or better yet, ask the weary parents who must try to convince them to settle down at “night” when the sun is still shining!
I must admit that I have been lulled into acceptance this past week. Leaving my cubicle to beautiful sunlight has been wonderful. But it is a guilty pleasure! I know I am only enjoying it because we are cheating the moon and night of their full measure. Lovely night, with its promise of rest and regeneration, does not deserve our contempt.
And so yes, things are a bit out of whack. Subliminally, the words that spilled out this week are trying to tell me to fall back, to accept Nature’s perfect timing and perfection. We humans are not good at leaving well enough alone!
Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 20 March 2016
shifting my circadian bleeps
catchy talking points,
not a “joker” smile
always have a plan
as if things matter
I was beginning to think
like being cooked in a microwave oven…
from the inside out!
she wished she had said, “no”
no wonder we turn our stereos to “11”
but eventually they died,
never much liked that mutt,
we all build nests to feel safe
defying the years
can’t get there from here!
~kat
If you’re new here, a bit of background to explain the verse above. It is a line from each poem or prose from the previous week, lifted and placed in the order written to create a new poem…a ReVerse snapshot review of the week. It helps me to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean slate.
like mercury colliding... 