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lust and denial…inked

Two poems for this week’s challenge…

Lust and Denial

the

pain is

exquisite

so say lovers

who have felt its nip

the excruciating,

throbbing burn of raw desire

for the flesh is truly weak you know

it drives us mad if we ignore it

just a taste of honey’s enough

convincing our denial

consoled by pleasantries

gluttony and lies

avoiding pain

hurts us less

so we

think

~kat

(58 Words in the form of a Reverse/Standard Double Nonet)

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Inked

sterile setting on acid

grunge rock slamming my

eardrums, drone of the

needle pulsing into

my exposed flesh

independence

personified in body art

the pain is exquisite

forever inked, I am

free, conventional

conformation be damned

~kat

(38 Words – Free Verse)

Both pieces are for MLMM or Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt: use the line: The pain is exquisite, with no alterations, but anywhere in your piece, AND – however you choose to explore the topic of pain, you must include a counter-effect, balancing/opposite/silver lining, of some type, in your piece as well.


Magnetic Poetry Saturday

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.


Land Haiku

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we tend to forget
the land was here before us
long after we’re gone

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on the old landing
hoping to land a big fish
landed in the drink

For Haiku Horizons weekly Challenge, prompt word, Land.


Southern Pleasantries

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“Come see us sometime…”
I promise to stay in touch.
They’ll never miss me.

~kat

For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge, prompt Words: Touch & Miss.


Life Music

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Kat Myrman – Late 1990’s – South Central Virginia

Life Music

Before fiction, flash and poetry, before this blog, I wrote songs. Or maybe it’s more accurate to say, I heard songs in my head and had the good sense to write them down.

Pages and pages of rhyming words set to melodies filled my head; a gift from the universe, I had supposed, that sustained me during some of the hardest times of my life: poverty, domestic abuse, isolation. I was a troubadour then, performing for my supper, more often than not, in living rooms, nursing homes, hospital rooms and meeting halls.

I never truly considered them “my songs” because they seemed to come from somewhere outside of myself. In retrospect I realize that they were every bit me. My hopes, my dreams, my longings, wrapped mellifluously in simplicity to help me express what I was feeling, how things were and how they could be.

I still make music, but somewhere along the way I stopped singing the words. These days I hum, and that suits me just fine. The earth, the trees, the wind, the sea; they all hum. I’m content in knowing that I am in good company.

sometimes the words come
like an old friend, familiar,
they meant something once
more than a sweet melody
desire set to music

what a gift they were
those streams of consciousness
these days I just hum

~kat

A Haibun/Tanka/Haiku combo for Colleen Chesebro’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, prompt words, song and gift.


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