nothing to see on this overcast morn
the sunlight’s soft, muted, no shadows to swoon
no scampering squirrels, no birds on the wing
let’s happily linger between silken sheets
rhythmically purring, my predator sleeps,
blissful, not bothered as chickadees sing
~kat
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
