masque en poudre pâle
bien que nous cacher au monde
yeux révèle l’âme
pale powder mask
though we hide from the world
eyes reveal the soul
kat – 13 October 2013
A study in bilingual haiku for Haiku Horizon’s prompt: Mask
Tag Archives: Poetry
Mask Haiku
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 9 October 2016
Weird week. Cyberspace is on fire with inconvenient truths for some and revelations of inconceivable atrocities perpetrated by a man who aspires to lead our nation. From one side of his boastful mouth he mocks us claiming that his words are “just words” and from the other side he claims to speaks for us.
He doesn’t speak for me. And I pray that those who sleep in acquiescence to his vile aspirations and actions will wake up soon…before it’s too late.
That is all I have today. It’s been a weird, sad week. 😔
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 9 October 2016
lines bit by bit
breeze through life
life’s first little death
birthing hope in ecstasy
each moment matters
true service is free
haunting the hopeful
but i have felt them
each creak, each groan tells the tale
truth matters…reason matters…words matter…anything less is just noise
saying, “come on baby, smile…”~kat
Magnetic Poetry Saturday
I must confess I am a creature of community and I am distressed. We are beset with violence, hatred and the hero worship of dictators, and in my country, the blind following of a monster who uses his wealth and power to objectify and assault women ( and others who are different). Our culture needs a reboot but sadly we are caught in a downward spiral, some of us watch in horror while others of us fall in lockstep supporting this monster, aka Trump. The magnetic word oracle had someting to say about the latest revelation of his character, or rather I should say, lack of character, this morning…😕
to the chicks of the world
Mr smooth operator dude
is an impressive man’s man
believing he is a hot, rockin’
sexy, life of the party guy
saying, “come on baby, smile…
you know you want this…” 🙁
kat ~ 8 October 2016
(Magnetic Poetry – Mustache Kit)
A magnetic poem for Elusive Trope’s weekly challenge. (Link pending)
Birth
it begins at birth
for seedlings and neophytes
life’s first little death
how the dreamers groan
birthing hope in ecstasy
’twill be what saves us
kat ~ 3 October 2016
A few Haiku for Haiku Horizon’s Poetry Challenge, prompt word, “Birth”.
just sayin’
if you write in
gigabytes and
digital streaming
lines bit by bit
then you could
be a geek 😊
kat – 2 October 2016
(Magnetic Poetry Geek Kit)
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