grappling with fate
nothing thrills me more,
not fortune, nor happenstance…
serendipity
rouses my soul to believe
in kismet, in providence
felicitous flukes
that bind us intrinsically
you know…pure magic
~kat
For Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge inspired by these words and their synonyms:
Destiny: fortune, serendipity, happenstance, kismet, fate
Challenge: rouse, thrill, grapple.
I am a lab rat, an ‘esc’ key click away from madness,
trapped inside a three–walled cubicle…three? Cubed?
forced to stare at an LED screen…read, respond, delete, repeat,
while typing onto a carpal tunnel-mitigating, wrist-supported keyboard
for hours and hours and hours and overtime, darkness to darkness,
the edge of lunacy teetering on a swiveling, ergonomic chair on wheels.
~kat
Another Cherita…As I may have mentioned…work this week is a BEAR! 🙂
there are times when
only a good hot cup
of chocolate will do
velvety, dark, steamy…
it’s like liquid healing
warming me from the
inside out
~kat
Magnetic Poetry Online. A bit silly today. Work has been a bear!
it’s not modesty
flushing my face deep crimson,
it is passion’s rage
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, Prompt words: shy (modest) & blush (flush).
wintering in rouge chiffon
a Stink Bug, Halyomorpha Halys,
Brown Marmorated, unwelcome interloper
no amount of silken adornment
can disguise who and what you are…
a repugnant, reeking vermin disturbing my peace…lily
~kat~
