feathered squatter
persistent little wren
thrice thwarted from nesting
in nooks on my porch
making peace in the lily pot
~kat
Naani Poem
So…this week I’m exploring the Naani. See a description of this form below:
The Naani poem has its roots in India. It’s a modern day type of poem. It has four lines only. The entire poem can have 20-25 syllables. there is no restriction concerning the theme of the poem.
The final two Naani poems for November. I have enjoyed this poetry form. It’s been a sleepy two days…a bit under the weather…but on the mend. Happy weekend!
still of night, waning moon
street lamps humming low
windows shaded, strobing blue
from televisions, glow
surrendering to sleep
dreamers close their eyes
whisp’ring prayers, their souls to keep
under a starry sky
~kat
wish I could look away
live in blissful ignorance
shun burdens not my own
alas, I have a soul
~kat
three score and two
summers, autumns, winters, springs,
a lifetime is short, as seasons go
winter is coming
~kat
from horror, seeking haven,
they fled to America,
great land of the free,
but it was all smoke and tears
~kat
like mercury colliding... 