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November 5, 2017

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 5 November 2017

By Kat Myrman

There is not much more that needs to be said about this week’s ReVerse. It captures the heart and soul of the past week perfectly…excruciatingly so.

We fell back last night; we fell back last week in other ways. On the world front we saw resignations, vain quotations, strained relations, allegations, slimy criminal implications, justifications, celebrations, full moon lunations, desperation, compromising situations, accusations of shady collaborations, domination, Twitter account cancellations, boastful threats of termination…I don’t know about you but I need a vacation!

At any rate, as I mentioned before, this week’s ReVerse needs no explanation. Okay! I’ll stop with the -ations, but I’ve only scratched the surface. Do you know how many words end in -ation? 1,992…well that’s not entirely accurate. There are an additional 1,379 less common iterations of all things -ation. That’s a total of…well, I’ll let you do the math!

I digress. Have a great week. Enjoy that extra hour of morning, if you’ve lost daylight this week. Sleep in if your circadian wiring will let you! You’re gonna need the extra sleep.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 5 November 2017

fools devour dirt and dark secrets
are you a witch?
all you need a blow torch
…get those needy trolls off your back for good
the flame’s fervid kiss is life
thin, the veil, deathly still,
reeking of smut and glut while poverty lingers
promising each a pittance
it’s passion’s fire that drives men mad
it requires grabbing, then tightening one’s grip
souls lost to the greed of men
dull synapsed grey matter turning slowly to stone
the ebullient boasting
man and beast with tricks comply
breathe in the dawn,
the hour is coming
hauntingly brilliant,
diamonds shining
‘midst restless dreams and tiny deaths

~kat

A shi sai or 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 shi sai 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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November 4, 2017

Counting Shleeeph

By Kat Myrman

For the sake of keeping in step with Jane’s Challenge “A Month with Yeats” – Day 4, I offer this silly little verse. I had been working on a lovely, mystical yarn on and off today, and dozed for a second with my finger pressed on the cursor, deleting all but a few words. Gone forever! Of course I couldn’t remember what I had written, and with the day fading, I plunked these lines together to satisfy the task at hand. I’m not as happy with it as I had planned to be…but maybe that is the point of Yeats’ words, in the prompt for today:

“…till the morning break

And the white hush end all but the loud beat

Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet.” W.B. Yeats

I’ve sensed their presence late at night
swooning close to count my breathing
‘midst restless dreams and tiny deaths
until the dawn

I don’t know if they are angels,
faerie folk or something grim
every night I reap their favor…
another day

won’t say I am superstitious
but just in case they’re listening
I say a prayer my soul to keep;
it doesn’t help me sleep…for that
I count some sheep

~kat

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November 4, 2017

Magnetic Poetry Saturday

By Kat Myrman

only when the sky
is black, can we see
the light of a thousand
diamonds shining

hauntingly brilliant,
the dark eyes of
children, who see
the broken(n)ess of
fools and tell
it like it is

the hour is coming
when dreams will
take flight, soaring
on wings of
goodness and love…
morning to our
darkest night

breathe in the dawn,
dark, wet, shaded
browns and greens…
moonlight lingers,
long, soft tendrils
rustling sweetness
on the breeze

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Online

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November 3, 2017

Treat – a Haiku

By Kat Myrman

By promising treats
man and beast with tricks comply
…or get off the pot!

~kat

I’m feeling plucky today. Have a great weekend. For Haiku Horizons weekly prompt: treat. Photo by cyberangel70 on Pixabay.com.

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November 3, 2017

Wisdom Silenced

By Kat Myrman

“With all their ancient faces like rain-beaten stones,”—W.B. Yeats

Wisdom

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wisdom is silenced behind sterile walls
while entertaining the reaper’s minions
attended by strangers with vapid intentions
sedated, benumbed by cruel inattention

wisdom is hidden ‘neath thin sheets of flesh
draped loosely on frames of sinew and bone
dull synapsed grey matter turning slowly to stone
pebbles of acumen dribbled softly in moans

wisdom remembers the lessons of youth
often repeating her tales of the past
the din of tweets twittering, rife media blasts
soon drown out her treasure, precious pearls vainly cast

wisdom is lingering, time’s running short
fools claim she’s crazy; that they can’t relate
in fluorescent lit hallways she patiently waits
one day they might miss her, but it will be too late

~kat
For Jane Dougherty’s “A Month with Yeats” poetry challenge – Day 3. I don’t know what poetry form this is…rhyme scheme abbb-cddd-efff-ghhh, syllable count: 10-10-12-12, but it worked for my thoughts today. It was such an interesting quote to ponder as I sipped my jasmine tea. 🙂

 

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