listen
crickets
just, crickets
vacuous silence
questions, unanswered
detachment droning
~kat
For Jane Dougherty’s Daily Poem Challenge, “42”. Only after writing this, did I realize I mirrored the day’s theme…silence. There must be something in the air Jane. 😊
gone, the hours
dawn to dusk,
nose to stone, grinding
twirling ‘round, tick tock,
busy hands, pockets full,
night falls, down like ashes, ashes
~kat
A nursery rhyme mash for today’s 42 for Jane Dougherty’s Daily Poetry Challenge.
dawn stirs all a-chitter…why, it’s literally a-twitter
to trills of titmice, chickadees, and sparrows
in sync with the tap-tap of red-bellied peckers
crows on the wing, cawing, brown buzzards glide, looming
‘neath darkening skies, as storm clouds swell, glooming,
a yellow-capped orange-beak, “I hereby demand…” tweeting
~kat
It was lovely while it lasted. The sweet sounds of morning, soft light, fragrant mist wafting from the damp, dewy ground. And then I made the mistake of tuning in to the news. I couldn’t resist poking fun at the crazy cacophony that was this Monday morning. 😉 For Jane Dougherty’s Daily Poetry Challenge, 42.
Unaffected
I could lose myself
in the rain tapping on the window…plop…plop
mid-day drowsy, under fluorescent lights, strobing
I could, but I won’t
it has taken me far too long to find myself…
and this isn’t me…no, not by a long shot
~kat
have you heard
the latest titillating
scathing, scandalous news
wise inquirers will
reserve judgment for
the horse’s perspective
~kat
For Jane Dougherty’s Daily Poetry Challenge, 42.
Art by Norman Rockwell: “Chain of Gossip” Saturday Evening Post Cover, March 6, 1948.
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