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Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 March 2019

Happy Spring to my friends in the northern hemisphere. This week’s full worm moon coincided with 2019’s vernal equinox setting into motion the onset of spring. The signs are everywhere. Daffodils dapple the landscape, birds are rustling, engaged in sweet song, squirrels are rummaging the dry earth for seeds. Winter has made a few brisk sweeps through bare bud-clustered tree limbs, but at long last, her days are numbered. The seasons are faithful, changing guard, again and again. At least for today while the sun is shining, there is every reason for hope. And hope I do. When doubt niggles its way into my thoughts I have spring’s sweet awakening to set me aright. Seasons. Life is a series of seasons, coming and going, ebbing and flowing. We cannot stop the tides, and honestly, why would we ever want to.

Have a lovely week. Spring is coming…spring is here!

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 24 March 2019

there are signs
they’re back again
lovers sighing,
you might not believe it,
fragile blossoms
north meets south, daylight
bird trills and honey bee hums
vernal blooms wafting on air
of plenty, one cannot quench the urge to fill
everyday i learn something new and have more questions
to hear the birds singing


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.

Vernal Equinox – Tanka Tuesday

vernal equinox

primordial ooze
swells with new life, emerging
seed to root to shoot
to bloom, serenaded by
bird trills and honey bee hums


A Tanka for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge – Synonyms Only, Prompt words: Spring – emerge, ooze, swell, vernal equinox, root and Sing – trill, serenade, hum.

March Pi-Archimedes #18


they’re back again
beautiful narcissus, daffadowndillies, jonquils,
by any other name smell
awful…maybe it’s just me…I think they stink!

~kat 😷

Turns out, it is just me! Daffodils and they’re cousins are actually a lot like cilantro. Some people find them quite fragrant. Me, not so much. Daffodils nor cilantro! I’ll pass on both!!!! 🤣

The Pi-Archimedes verse is:
○ a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines.
○ measured by the number of words in each line 3-1-4-1-5-9 to match the numerical sequence of the first six digits of Pi.
○ unrhymed.

January Biolet #26

spring’s first ambassadors emerge
dressed in deep cerulean blue
a touch of warmth blooms life anew
as winter shrieks its final dirge
dressed in deep cerulean blue
spring’s first ambassadors emerge


Monday Magnets


breathing is overrated
when beautiful wild flowers
blossom and fresh spring
scents sweeten the
breeze…I wither while
they bloom


Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit

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