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Clean Slate

we can dispense with negativity
cling to hope, remember to be kind
stay true to who we are, speak truth
celebrate diversity
though we have lost our way
it is not too late
to makes things new
together…
it’s a
start

~kat

An Etheree for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, Synonyms Only: Begin – start; Fresh – new.


January Biolet #12

amidst the passing rush of day
where treasure hides in broad daylight
each moment holds a dazzling sight
miracles, just a breath away
where treasure hides in broad daylight
amidst the passing rush of day

~kat


January Biolet #11

the crescent moon shines bright tonight
soon comes tempest Gia, due east
her crystal gown is drenched in sleet
dapple of snowflakes, winter white
soon comes tempest Gia, due east
the crescent moon shines bright tonight

~kat


January Biolet #10

Let them have yard sales!

while talking heads weigh strategies
vile politicians bloviate
poor people clamor at the gates
devoured in calamity
vile politicians bloviate
while talking heads weigh strategies

~kat

Hundreds of thousands of hard-working government employees will go without there first paycheck tomorrow. Some of the suggestions being floated to people as ways to make ends meet include, offer to walk your neighbor’s dog, become a mystery shopper, offer to do odd jobs for your landlord (in lieu of rent) or, this one takes the cake (yes, pun intended), have a yard sale.

It’s all big news. Great for ratings. But behind the headlines real people are hurting. I’m not sure when all this is going to end. But it needs to end soon. And no, I don’t believe a wall will fix it. ☹️


January Biolet #9

there is no rustling of leaves
on this blustery winter’s day
naked tree limbs moan and sway
icy gusts swirl ‘neath the eaves
on this blustery winter’s day
there is no rustling of leaves

~kat


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