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Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 14 July 2019

So, I don’t know about you, but I am already weary of the US election process. Dozens of candidates, center to left to far left ad nauseam. What I’d really like to see is the people who are already in the hallowed, hollowed halls of Congress do their job. It’s frustrating. So I’m taking a break. Let me know when it’s down to one candidate. Anyone will be better than what we’ve got right now. And I promise to vote for them, whoever they are.

What is obscene is the amount of money we are pouring into the primaries. When our schools and teachers are underfunded and underpaid; when there are children being held in cages at our border, denied even the most basic of needs, soap, water, dignity; when pharmaceutical companies are making record profits and the elderly and sickest among us are forced to choose between life and survival…It makes me sick to hear about millions of dollars raised here and there, and to receive appeals in my email inbox for just one more dollar…just a dollar to get said candidate on the next debate roster.

So yes, I don’t know about you, but I am over it already. It’s summer after all. I’m taking time out to smell a few roses, to catch sea breezes in my hair, to burrow my toes in the warm sand, to savor the dawn and linger under the trees at dusk considering the blessings of life. I still care about the world at large, I will always care, but for now, for now, there are raindrops and songbirds calling my name.

Have a wonderful week!


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 14 July 2019

keep to yourself, if you please,
i don’t care who is gaining
if you want call it that…
there is no urgency
the sun’s shining, all is well,
come, let’s swim in the rain
the rain pitapatting
i shall never grow weary of the green

~kat


A 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 7 July 2019

So…I’ve been on holiday. This week’s ReVerse spans the past two weeks. Tomorrow, it is back to routine. Back to waking before dawn, working until dusk, squeezing time for writing into the precious few moments in between. I have learned that I must work well under pressure. Every poem this past week has been a struggle. Apparently my muse has been on holiday as well.

But I can’t be too hard on myself. I made good use of my time. Spent several days at the beach with former high school acquaintances, visited my youngest daughters, grand children and grand pups, kept close vigil on the mama cat and elusive kitten who live under my porch, and took naps. A lot of naps. I realized how exhausted I am. All in all, the perfect break away. I needed it.

I would like to think I’ve learned the value of taking time for myself along the way, instead of cramming my leisure time into a structured, unstructured break, but I know I’ll slog right back into that old familiar rut. With any luck the muse will return to me. I think she knows that is when I need her most!

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 7 July 2019

forgiveness…grace are the only things that save me
dancing in flower beds, flickering sparks of light at night
i imagine a neon sign
she wanted to look “normal”
the sweet scent of roses goes unnoticed
to scale mountains, and sometimes rivers
these days we’re attached to our phones, connected to nobody
be back soon
oh yeah
life infused with bitter and sweet
random words, a spark of inspiration,
oppression at the gate
an eerie shroud of silence chokes the air,
somewhere, someone’s grieving

~kat


A 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 23 June 2019

Well, this week’s ReVerse gave me a chuckle! What a jumble of lines it is. Relationships, nature, a pause to smell the roses, and reality nipping at my heels. I am up to my elbows in messy life …on overload. (It’s going to take patience and persistence to coax black kitty from underneath the neighbor’s porch. There is barely enough clearance for a cat. But at least we know he or she is alive and well.)

Life feels very fragile to me right now. Concern for a someone dear to me going through “stuff” and being unable to help, aside from showing love, concern and support, and reminding them of the truth…not always easy, missing my distant children and grand children, working long hours in what feels like futility. No matter what my team accomplishes, the company wants more and more from us. Sometimes I feel so tired.

And then the sun comes out! And I pause to count my blessings. I have a few, more than a few, in fact. And I am presented with opportunity every day to show kindness, be it to care for rescue kitties, or simply having a ready smile for complete strangers, or an encouraging word. I can let those I love know how I feel, and should every day. It’s the most important thing I can do. What a gift these opportunities are. No matter how dark the state of the world may be, I can choose to let a little light shine.

And in the words of the famous motel spokesperson, radio personality extraordinaire, Tom Bodett, if you feel yourself losing your way, “we’ll leave the light on for you.” Have a great week.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 23 June 2019

what is a friend if not painfully honest
truth mattered, people cared
When you’re done humiliating me, a little help maybe?
somewhere a lake grows shallow
enter the light
fair weather, clear skies due west
the sun will come out tomorrow…you betcha
scent of cut grass and roses wafting
apparently strays and wildlife have our number!
don’t engage, kat, for god’s sake, just eat your toast

~kat


A 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 16 June 2019

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I usually get to this weekly exercise bright and early, but this weekend has been a distraction. We decided to extract kittens from our crawl space. I was worried for them being out in the elements. Worried for the mama cat too, who we plan to humanely capture and get spayed so there will be no more kittens for her to deal with. Finally, we hoped to find homes for all this little refugee family. We prepared a small room we are not using to house them (so as not to mix them in with my resident brood of cats and dogs). Plans are set to take them for medical exams, worming, vaccinations and the like. Needless to say, none of this was planned, and dealing with a litter of kittens is certainly not how I would have chosen to spend this weekend. But that is where we found ourselves. Life throws us curveballs all the time.

When we got under the porch we realized we had quite a challenge. The previous owners of this house had dumped the former porch planks underneath the existing one and we discovered a series of tunnels, dug, we suspect, by a ground hog or some other sizable burrowing critter. Thanks to the help of our neighbors we were able to save three kittens from the dangerous maze under our house and get them safely inside. The mother cat of course darted straight away in all the commotion and one kitten eluded us. It is bittersweet. My heart breaks that we couldn’t save them all in one grand effort. We will continue to feed mama cat every morning and night. She wanders several houses down after filling her belly. We suspect she has the fourth kitty stowed away somewhere else. At least we hope so, and we hope also that she sees fit to bring it back with her at a future date. There is nothing we would like more than to reunite this little family, care for them and find them loving forever homes.

All this had me thinking about what is happening at our southern border…children being separated from their parents, kept in cages (though this is not the condition my visiting kittens find themselves in). It’s is an oddly similar situation, though there are some differences. We fully plan for this family to have wonderful lives, all of them…mama too. We hope that these little souls will find that we are good humans. It is sad to think that there needs to be a distinction made. Between good and bad humans, the latter having no compassion for life in all its beautiful forms. It breaks my heart to know that there are young children who have no hope for a normal future because those in power are unwilling to address the problem of immigration and how we deal with refugees. And it breaks my heart to know that there are people who think the families at the border deserve the cruel treatment they are enduring for having come here hoping for more.

I suppose we could have ignored the family of kittens who came to live under our porch. They certainly didn’t ask us if they could crash in our crawlspace. And we don’t really owe them anything. We could just let nature take its course. I’m sure there are some people who would tell me as much. They are not our responsibility after all. But this evening, as write this, I am taking a deep breath. We saved three…homes waiting for them when they are ready (health checked, and a wee bit older). I may not have the power to save every kitten, or every human who finds itself in need of rescuing. But I have this moment, this unexpected weekend, to do a tiny part in showing care and compassion. I don’t expect thanks or special recognition for this. Knowing that I made things better for three and hopefully five (mama and the stray kitten) will be enough. And having this opportunity to tap into the well of compassion is a blessing, unexpected as it may be. The most any of us can hope for is to leave this place a little better than we found it. I’m trying my best…I really am.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 16 June 2019

work life balance is having it all
if only she knew
just being was enough
don’t lose your head over it
burning the candle at both ends
a mourning dove coos from the cable line
commands a personal sense of right,
never to return, she waits by the phone
angry waves swirl and swell

~kat


A 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 ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 9 June 2019

This past week was an interesting mix. Today’s reVerse hints at this. I have to be honest. As I was lifting lines from the posts last week I was not at all convinced that the resulting poem would make any sense. That is, until I read it back to myself, and then in a weird way it did. These Sunday reflections always amaze me.

I hope your week was a good one. For every sorrow, I hope you were able to find a flicker of joy, for every challenge, a victory, or at least a sense that victory is possible. We often get swept up in the extremes of life, but it is in the in between that we live most of our days, making the extraordinary something to celebrate and to savor.

Speaking of…In case you missed it, I had the honor of being featured in an interview, “How D’Ya Do?”, hosted by D.Avery at ShiftnShake. Thank you again D. Like today’s reVerse I’m a mixed bag. What you see is what you get, no fabricated personas or cryptic pen names here. I am profoundly grateful for the creativity that surges in my brain and happy to have this forum to let bits of it spill out. Thank you for accompanying on this journey. Have a great week…keep it real. 😉

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 9 June 2019

twisty tabs and shadows
toss all of the above in a large bowl
rocks that I’ve discovered in gravel beds and kept
a leaky faucet shattered the silence
believing is not enough
my passions spring
prone to fade like the ink that penned them
nothing matters but this present moment
sharp as a jagged blade
with the remains of bridges burned

~kat


A 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 ReVerse 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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