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the elephants

the elephants

it’s hard to ignore the elephants
they’re showing up everywhere these days
it’s hard to ignore the elephants
proponents of fear, malevolence
be cautious friends, what you do and say
they’re watching you, in a creepy way
it’s hard to ignore the elephants

it’s hard to ignore the elephants
they live next door, you’re never alone
it’s hard to ignore the elephants
they know what you choose and where you spend
they’re following you, they’re in your phone
nowhere is safe, not even home
it’s hard to ignore the elephants

it’s hard to ignore the elephants
who judge and convict with full rancor
it’s hard to ignore the elephants
so beware if you are different,
female, vulnerable, foreigner
it’s coming soon, their vindictive purge
it’s hard to ignore the elephants

~kat

Still processing…still coming to terms with what and who this country is. And trying to figure out as a gay, senior, female citizen, how to survive the coming years, with promised threats from the new leaders coming in who are against my very existence and ability to survive. I used to think being kind, living under the radar, minding my own business and not making waves would be enough to live a good life, to be safe. I am having a hard time believing that now. The winners in our recent election are emboldened and meaner than ever. And they’ve got an agenda that promises to make life a living hell for the marginalized, immigrants, refugees, lgbtq+ folk, women, non-radical evangelicals, progressives in general, law-abiding truth tellers, the elderly, the poor, and middle class. It feels like a nightmare and I’m trying to fight the urge to shut down and go into hiding. I’m tryin to find the courage to step out and join others in the fight, but I’ve got to admit, I’m tired folks. Why can’t we all just live and let live and mind our own damn business. The reality…this reality sucks. Which is why I’m putting this out here. Sharing my truth with whoever takes the time or is interested is reading it. And if you’re still here, peace to you. I’m a survivor…and I’ve got a little light still. We’ll get through this. It just sucks that we have to fight to do it.

Peace, hope, light, and love y’all.

~kat


Landay – Day 6

issues….

We are not free, to feel what we feel
to say it out loud, to say what we think, to be real.

I’m afraid if I tell you the truth
you’ll reject me as other…it won’t matter, the proof.

When did voting become a dagger,
a weapon of hate wielded by carpetbaggers?

It’s not that our politics don’t jive
But it’s the pleasure you take harming innocent lives.

Landay – The Landay is the poetic form of Afghan women. The poem is 22 syllables long and contains 2 lines. 9 syllables in the first and 11 in the second. Rhyme is not specifically called for but a great many do rhyme at the end of each line. Subjects can include, but are not limited to, war, separation, homeland, grief, or love.

Pronunciation/Etymology. In Pashto, “landay (LAND-ee)” means “short, poisonous snake,” likely an allusion to its minimal length and use of sarcasm. Landays (or landai) often criticize traditions and gender roles.


yeah but

ima jus gonna leave this here. not sayin’ i told you so…but yeah…
yeah but…

remember
when you said
I’m crazy

yeah

it will never
happen, you said
it’s just about
saving babies

but

the ugly truth is
they don’t care about
babies or children
or you…it’s power
they crave…and your soul

~kat

Caught the news yesterday…bad idea 😖

sevenling (empire)

sevenling (empire)

how pitiful to watch soulless politicians
clamor for power, grovel
for endorsements, beg for votes

we the people left wanting it would seem
for compassion, liberty, justice
trading trust for lies, vote by vote

was it barbarians at the gate caused Rome to fall, or complicity?

~kat

The Greatest in the History of All Things Great, Greatness – NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 16

The Greatest in the History of All Things Great, Greatness

We had the most beautiful piece of cake!
Everyone tells me it’s so, believe me,
except for fake news, they’re the enemy,
phony, the worst, agents of the deep state.

I always win bigly, losers I hate.
Mistakes? I don’t make them, never, not me.
We had the most beautiful piece of cake!
Everyone tells me it’s so, believe me.

I promise to make America great.
It’s going to be tremendous, you’ll see.
I alone, stable genius…covfefe…
loved by Vlad Putin, Kim Jong Il, and Xi.
We had the most beautiful piece of cake!

~kat


For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 16: write a poem of over-the-top compliments. Pick a person, place, or thing you love, and praise it in the most effusive way you can. Go for broke with metaphors, similes, and more.

Well, I had a bit…oh hell, I had a tremendous, stupendous time poking political fun today. I know of no other politician who is more well versed in over-the-top, extravagantly, effusive self-adulation and duplicity than President 45. I used a Rondel, a French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats.