It’s Sunday, and time for another ReVerse poem, looking back at the Tricube. I think this ReVerse captures the past week very well. It’s a meandering journey through my scattered brain, that at least found a few moment of lucidity to write poetry. It was a gentle week. Though life threw me a few more lemons to squeeze through, writing helped me find the present. Helped me to pause, to breathe, to find peace…to silence the what-ifs, woulda, coulda, shouldas. Rereading each day’s thoughts has been a calming exercise.
All is well. This moment. All is well. Peace to you and those you cherish. 💚
A ReVerse Poem ~ May 28, 2023
me…breathing wistful thoughts all is well unspent still no regrets
earl grey tea it takes time
I miss touch
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time.
Whew!!! This week’s ReVerse poem is a whopper. I’ll blame it on the Landay, and the gut-wrenching, emotional, evocative tone of this short, sharp, to the point form. I’m not sure this stream of lines makes sense this week, except…it is very much like life itself. The highs, the lows, the joys, the sorrows, the incredible amount of grace it takes to get up every morning and do this thing called living again and again. The grace it takes to find gratefulness in being granted one more go at it. Peaceful journey to you. Remember to breathe and don’t be afraid to feel the feels! It makes life, all of it, worth living!
ReVerse Poem ~ Sunday, May 21, 2023
when I smile, it’s me being kind, not flirtation. In my youth, god was a mean, old man... The blood of children is on your hands birthing is a beautiful, exhilarating mess. There are women I don’t understand, How are we so different from them, My love knows me well, every cell Do not kiss me only with your mouth it’s the pleasure you take harming innocent lives. a weapon of hate wielded by carpetbaggers I’m afraid if I tell you the truth We are not free, to feel what we feel even in her distress, she weeps grace-filled fragrant tears.
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time.
It’s been a fortnight since I did a ReVerse poem. In that time I explored the Elfchen and the Than-Bauk, with a detour into a magnificent spring day! A happy digression. 😊 I must say, I love this ReVerse poem. All those short little micropoetry lines add up nicely. I imagine it is because the brevity of short form forces one to be succinct. At any rate it is a good look back!
I hope this day finds you well and happy. It’s been an overcast damp few days here on Bramlett Mountain, but I can’t complain. Everything is magnificent! Green and lush. How many springs have I rushed through on my way to summer? I am just glad that I am finally noticing the gift of spring. It would have been such a shame to exit this life having missed it! Peace, love, and spring bliss to you! 💚🌷💚
A ReVerse Poem - 14 May 2023
gather ‘round the bonfire solving the world’s problems work to live treasured gifts idle chitchat sunlight tendrils streaming through day fading into night me, watching you don’t say, “love you” you make me wait how green the earth my cue to breathe assuring us all is well, all is well ‘til the page turned fine lines were real they were deceived charming untruths joy and tears… mind your business I could go on takes a pure heart funny thing, bliss
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time.
i’m not honest, not one bit she is a wall at the forest’s edge it’s zaniness, that’s what it is i am not a fan of flying devoured by madness because what matters most beyond conclusion from dark dawn to dark dusk turned into months into years down, down, downsized floor to ceiling windows the sweet scent of buttercups my heart swelling, splintering did you know? I write poetry by fireflies in pickle jars she fancies herself organized bitter, and smooth to the tongue
~kat
NaPoWriMo 2023 Challenge Day Thirty: Off prompt. Rather than writing a palinode – a poem in which you retract a view or sentiment expressed in an earlier poem, I decided to extract a line from several previous poems as a finale to this year’s daily challenge. Doing a ReVerse Poem* has always been my way to sum things up at the end of the day. Sometimes the combination of lines make sense…and sometimes, not so much. But it does give me a snapshot into each previous day’s endeavor. So, there you have it! Another NaPoWriMo in the bag. Until next year…😊
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time.
Happy Sunday! I decided to give today’s Reverse time to simmer. When I started it a week ago it just didn’t seem ripe. And in the process of reviewing, I made a few tweaks here and there. Most notably yesterday’s limerick poem which was atrocious in form…where was my head? To save you the trouble of revisiting said disaster, I’ll leave the edited version for you here:
Uncle Ned
Old Uncle Ned, a likable guy was he An affable charmer, the cousins agreed He made the kids laugh For his jokes were quite daft Made us wonder what was in his tea!
At least now it is a proper limerick that actually follows the rules and rhymes!
And secondly, I added a line to my diatribe from Friday, “a brief moment, lost”. As if I didn’t rant enough, there was one more thought left unsaid. You know how that goes, when the floodgates open and you finally unload everything you’ve been holding onto. Then when you walk away there is just one more thing…that “I wish I would had said” moment, but it’s too late. Well, that’s the beauty of the written word. You can edit it. So if you will, indulge me this final word, my “and another thing”. I’m including the context as well to give it full due…
…I have learned to look them straight in the eyes, dare them to objectify me, to present my own ideas, and tell them it’s time to make their own damn coffee… and while they’re at it, bring me mine.
To say that the past several months have taken a toll would be an understatement. But much like the wonder years of being a “mother of 4 under the age of 4…how did I ever do it?”, and later a mother of 4 teenage daughters, I’m finding my stride as a full time official senior citizen, still working full time and now, caring for a spouse who is incapacitated from complications of a major emergency surgery in January. If nothing else I am a survivor. And much to my own surprise I still have plenty of spunk left in me. Life is such a gift! Through it all, I think I needed to be reminded of that.
A ReVerse Poem for Sunday, April 16, 2023
like a nightmare frozen in the sky is it ghosts, god, or me I hear how climactic we dare not want leaving no stained rock unturned I’m just kidding (but you’re thinking I’m not) I’m paying for the demons of your past In waves she sweeps me off my feet it’s on the internet stirring up words, uninspired let’s bring in the cows They lied to us you know. He made the kids laugh
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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