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May Day 16

poverty
an allegory

poor
sapling
bucket bound,
never to be
a tree, fated by the whim of a breeze

~kat

There is an old bucket on my back porch with a bit of dirt in the bottom. A few years ago it was home to a thriving tomato plant. This year however, the seed from a nearby tree had the misfortune to land in it. I noticed it this morning, happily sprouting, thriving even, inasmuch as a root bound tree can. But it will never be a tree unless someone intervenes and transplants it into the ground where its roots can run deep. It made me think about children born into poverty. Their birth is a random twist of the fates. We are not all equally advantaged from the start. For each child to realize their full potential a certain amount of intervention may be called for. When we deny this fact, by telling them to try harder, to work harder, or to pull themselves up by their bootstraps, we’re denying the reality of the “bucket”.


Poetry form for the month of May: Tetractys/5 lines/syllable count 1-2-3-4-10.


May Day 15

a time to grieve…

grief’s
stages
manifest
whether or not…
for tender hearts, anger oft’ turns inward

~kat

The five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.


Poetry form for the month of May: Tetractys/5 lines/syllable count 1-2-3-4-10.


May Day 14

hypocratic boast

save
them all
every
trembling heartbeat…
deny their humanity at the gates

~kat

The religious right conservatives republicans are at it again; passing their so-called heartbeat laws in line with their radical pro-life agendas…meanwhile children are still separated and being held in cages (at least three have died) at our southern border, Detroit still does not have safe drinking water, our children have been forced to defend themselves to confront deadly shooters in their classrooms to…some becoming tragic heroes, healthcare is once again on the chopping block, and our teachers struggle to make ends meet while educating our children. Pro-life you say? Don’t tell me how pro-life you are…show me by cherishing life once it has breath!


Poetry form for the month of May: Tetractys/5 lines/syllable count 1-2-3-4-10.


May Day 13

the gloaming

cool
dusk slips
into night
it is quiet
but for the leaves whispering in the breeze

~kat


Poetry form for the month of May: Tetractys/5 lines/syllable count 1-2-3-4-10.


May Day 12

magnolia

soon
she will
be blooming,
magnolia,
petals bursting in brief, fragrant splendor

~kat


Poetry form for the month of May: Tetractys/5 lines/syllable count 1-2-3-4-10.


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