
For Haiku Horizons’ weekly challenge prompt: skip.
Bolt, skedaddle, flit
hippety-hop, ricochet,
or simply say, “skip”!kat ~ 16 May 2016

For Haiku Horizons’ weekly challenge prompt: skip.
Bolt, skedaddle, flit
hippety-hop, ricochet,
or simply say, “skip”!kat ~ 16 May 2016
It is “Most Likely”…
But what are the odds really?
Give me “Yes” or “No”.
The “What” is not important.
“Maybe” is too tenebrous.
kat ~ 16 May 2016
For Jane Dougherty’s weekly poetry challenge prompted by this painting and these words: indigo, cry, night bird, fleeting, forbidden. I decided to tell a story using a Kyrielle Sonnet.

She waits for dusk’s indigo sky
listening for the peafowl’s cry
then to the summit she ascends
Night Bird’s come to woo their hen.
Donning her discreet disguise
Simple brown frock to temp their eyes
Iris plumed, a fair peahen
Night Bird’s come to woo their hen.
So to glimpse their fanning bluster
forbidden glen where peacocks muster,
with long-stemmed flowers she pretends
Night Bird’s come to woo their hen.
She waits for dusk’s indigo sky
Night Bird’s come to woo their hen.
kat ~ 12 May 2016
For TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompt is: Rainbow.

Passage
More than a rainbow
for souls called to Valhalla,
passage to Asgard.
kat ~ 11 May 2016
For Jane Dougherty’s poetry prompts this week, the charcoal drawing by Odilon Redon, entitled “Tears” and by the words: Tears, Horizon, Fly, Hue, Stealing.
I also took a bit of inspiration from Greek mythology and the story of Hypnos, son of Nyx, who won the hand of the youngest of the Graces, as payment for favors rendered to the Goddess Hera…

Charcoal drawing by Odilon Redon, entitled ‘Tears
She was light to his darkness,
most tender of the Graces, stealing
his heart at first
glance, her soft hypnotic
hue, shimmering pearlescent against
the purple-black horizon, a ransom
paid for favors, shifting
the tide of his fly-by-night
existence, giving birth to
dreams, sweet dreams, quenching
his eternal longing for sunrises and
sets, collecting his bitter
tears of regret in
rivers of forgetfulness.
kat ~ 6 May 2016