mustn’t be late, and then we wait, it’s the waiting I hate
~kat
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Gone With the Reaper – MM3W
Gone With the Reaper
all have gone…
fear the reaper
they’re gone
men and women
everyday…
my love is gone
she had no fear
she ran to him,
started to fly,
looked backward,
said goodbye,
she had taken
his hand…
the reaper
~kat
For Manic Monday’s 3-Way Prompt: Photo: Above/Word: Reaper/Song (Don’t Fear) The Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult (See blacked out text below)
(Don’t Fear) The Reaper
Blue Öyster Cult
All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone
Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain, we can be like they are
Come on baby, don’t fear the reaper
Baby take my hand, don’t fear the reaper
We’ll be able to fly, don’t fear the reaper
Baby I’m your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Valentine is done
Here but now they’re gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity, Romeo and Juliet
40, 000 men and women everyday, Like Romeo and Juliet
40, 000 men and women everyday, Redefine happiness
Another 40, 000 coming everyday, We can be like they are
Come on baby, don’t fear the reaper
Baby take my hand, don’t fear the reaper
We’ll be able to fly, don’t fear the reaper
Baby I’m your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Love of two is one
Here but now they’re gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn’t go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared, saying don’t be afraid
Come on baby, and she had no fear
And she ran to him, then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodbye, she had become like they are
She had taken his hand, she had become like they are
Come on baby, don’t fear the reaper
Songwriters: Donald Roeser
(Don’t Fear) The Reaper lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 28 October 2018
Most Sunday’s I reflect on the previous week. But it is deeply painful to reflect on this week’s events. How does one make sense of madness? It’s not possible. The only thing I do know is that it must stop. I don’t know how to fix this. How to reach across the aisle to those who see me as the enemy, an abomination, “the other”. All I do know is that we can’t keep killing each other with mistrust, insults, exclusion, discrimination, hate. There is no “other”. There is only us. As true as that is, it is also true that we are the only ones who can save us from ourselves.
My heart holds everyone touched by violence and threats of harm in love. Go gently my friends. Go gently.
Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 28 October 2018
take care what you wish for, keep it simple, less is more
heaven is waiting
first frost, silent dawn, wondering where the crickets have gone
it’s a poison devouring
There were people hiding behind trees everywhere.
change changes us, we learn to bend; that it’s not the end
thin as skin, the veil
pride comes before the fall; the deadliest sin of all
if you think you’re crazy you’re likely not…like a fox
They shout MAGA, crooning la-la, the world’s gone gaga!
birds on leafless boughs swoon underneath a pale moon
the earth murmurs
overthinking life
broken; their joy
~kat
A ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.
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