nature does not
murmur feeling
blue when night
falls, for she sees
the light in every
dark thing
remember to make
time to enjoy the
little things in life
all work and no play
is not living
mist rising after
the rain, warm
meeting cool in a
dreamlike symphony…
fading away
in the light of day
champagne blushed
my foolish heart
dances to a broken
rhythm…I almost remember
how it was to be wild,
myself, in color
~kat
Magnetic Poetry…try your hand at this fun exercise in wordplay HERE.
my soul longs for
fall’s full frosting
rustling trees
wet, withering leaves
murmur of the forest
dying, blanketed
beneath the brown
~kat
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)
Today’s revelations from the magnetic word soup on Magnetic Poetry Online.
it is all madness
the frantic whispers
the bitter screams
of those crushed by
the lies of men from
sleepless to delirious if
there is no redress
like ice melting
she becomes liquid,
less herself, bleeding
from a broken heart
slowly dying, naked…
would that we could
look away
we innocently hand
over our power to
heroes as if only
they can save us…if
only we could trust them
and their feel good promises
between dusk and dawn
we rest our weary
souls, breathing deeply
by the light of the
moon, knowing the
sun will surely follow
night and day in harmony
~kat
My fortune cookie this past Saturday…
Life does not go on…not just yet. We were burdened this past week with aftermaths of destruction: hurricanes, earthquakes, raging wildfires, crushing inhumanity by so-called leaders, while the best of humanity hangs in the balance, at the ready to take make things right. But life is not going on…not just yet as we face even more catastrophe on our southern shores. We remind ourselves of our incredible resilience in the wake of all of life’s storms, be they nature-driven or human fabricated. Life goes on…sometimes, and sometimes it does not…
I feel helpless in the eye of the storms that rage around me. There is nowhere to run…nowhere to hide. We can try to prepare. We can hope for the best. But ultimately we must wait.
I’m tempted to wrap myself in my woobie and sleep long and hard until it’s over…until it’s time to gather what is left; until it’s time to make something of the rubble. What if nothing remains? It’s useless to worry about it. What do we do with time when it’s not time to move on, not just yet?
Moments count most right now. I light a candle for us all as I embrace the frail excruciating weight of this single moment. I breathe in deeply, exhale slowly. I gaze at my surroundings; the people, pets and things that give me comfort, that I love, and last but certainly not least, I eat the damn cake, savoring its sweetness. As moments go it is enough. I’ll leave the moving on until it’s time.
Be safe, be kind, love one another…peace.
soft the gloaming hush descends
breath of withering blossoms dying
there’s a cool snap in the air
a coffee, please
excruciating, the wait,
oh…I had a secret invisibility cloak once
pretending to be impressed with his strip shuffle
sinful indulgence
falsehoods fade slowly
dusty nooks, cluttered,
for nuggets of gold
treasure ‘midst rubble
so easily crushed
late summer storms swell
sleep in if you like
whisper me lies
they never rest
they know my heart best
eat the damn cake…do it
~kat
A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.
eat the damn
cake…do it
dance naked
drink champagne
you are here
to celebrate
i listen to the
little voices in
my head
they know my
heart best
some say peace comes
before the storm
but watchers follow
its path and see
its wild nature
they never rest
whisper me lies
fill my head with
sweet nothings
i need peachy pink
drivel when
things wax ugly
~kat
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