grievous losses

September 20, 2020 / kate58 / 1 Comment

wasn’t anything she wanted
by the news anchor’s voice she’s haunted
paralyzing her thoughts
hard to remain undaunted
a piece of childhood dies
she knows she gotta rise

wasn’t something that she chose
icy water shock from the cop’s hose
numbing her mind
twisting her clothes
news of an icon’s death
gut-punched ‘n out of breath

wasn’t anything she asked for
salty puddles scattered on the floor
shock & grief are intertwined
you can hear the chaos roar
legends all – they spoke only truth
no replacing Maya, Toni ‘n Ruth

sounds of weeping through sunlight
heartbroken, unable to think or write

vitamin D

September 17, 2020 / kate58 / Leave a comment

gonna throw a parade
though it’ll be a parade of one
cause after weeks of darkness
she came back – glorious sun

pick some flowers from the garden
entwine them in my hair
tie bright bouncy balloons
to the back of each patio chair

she came back, bringing heat
sun on skin: such a thrill
it’s a day to slap some burgers
on the barbecue grill

all alone I’ll celebrate
I’ll dance with hands in the air
do just what the song suggests:
“wave ‘em like you just don’t care”

because at long last
those threatening clouds have gone
all’s right with the world
today nothing will go wrong

on the cusp

September 17, 2020 / kate58 / 2 Comments

earlier ‘n earlier
the light in the closey comes on
less ‘n less does she need an alarm
now she awakens well before dawn

more ‘n more
she works to subdue worries in her head
harder ‘n harder
it gets, leaving the safety of her bed

scarier ‘n scarier
the world grows day by day
later ’n later it grows
redemption is fading away

extra, extra

September 16, 2020 / kate58 / Leave a comment

once upon a time
when folks were not so dense
when kind smiles were the norm
back when the world made sense

we rejoiced in summer
sun was yellow, skies were blue
& those we voted into power
knew the right things to do

some things may not have been “perfect”
for many people money was tight
but the daily news headlines
did not disrupt our sleep at night

no rising jobless numbers
no free-range fear or stress
now normalcy has vanished
how’d we end up in such a mess?

rampant racism, a global pandemic
fake news that breeds distrust & fear
there has to be an end to this
a better future, with rules fair & clear

we can offer each other comfort
though denied the luxury of touch
we’ll not survive unless we realise
we need each other so very much

Gaia raging

September 16, 2020 / kate58 / Leave a comment

hey, I get it:
the reason why you hide
why you’d rather stay inside
people can’t be arsed
to really look at you
so what else are you supposed to do?

I feel ya:
the grief at being underrated
daily unappreciated
unsubtle warning
displayed daily on the page
still no one listens, so you rage

I hear ya:
you’ve had enough so you show it
‘n people everywhere better know it
I’d fix it if I could
but I’m just a paltry party of one
a superficial soul, who – like you – has come undone

observant skies

September 15, 2020 / kate58 / Leave a comment

from the tops of old buildings
mossy gargoyles grin down
graffiti on the sides of fences
head constantly swivelling round

old finials and spires
mix with ancient weather vanes
hills in different shades of green
house heather borne of cold spring rains

she walks the cement pavements
tap-taps on cobblestone
followed only by the shadows
in a town where the sun once shone

asking for a friend

September 14, 2020 / kate58 / Leave a comment

such a lovely autumn day
yet it brings no relief
anxiety comes creeping in
a loathsome sneak thief

the queues for food banks grow longer
every day their numbers rise
still those in power ignore us
to them we are no prize

office cleaners, wait staff
the people who raise your kids
they follow the rules you set
do you care that they’re on the skids?

teachers, medics, store clerks
bin men, doctors, nurses
too many people with too much knowledge
with ever-dwindling purses

on the street all is quiet
are we in stage three or four?
is the vaccine coming soon?
there’s no clear answer anymore

my splendid solitude

September 13, 2020 / kate58 / Leave a comment

time to get comfy now:
remove the earrings, the socks, the bra
gonna go play with the blender
make somethin’ that needs a fancy straw

got movie munchies in the fridge:
prawns, olives, brie, paté
new batteries in all the remotes
I’ll watch movies for the rest of the day

think I want some hot food, too
perhaps some Chinese chicken wings
no need to cook from scratch
when there’s a freezer fulla things

oven set to 180c
bakin’ evenly, cookin’ steady
pillows ‘n blanket on the couch
‘s Sunday evenin’ – I’m so ready

all alone yet not lonely
I’m no “spinster” – no old crone
I think of myself as lucky
despite a lockdown spent alone

angel feathers

September 13, 2020 / kate58 / 2 Comments

in my wee Dundee back garden
angel feathers lie scattered
freed from my mother’s wings
hope on days when I’m just shattered

she sees me when I watch the news
observes the way I weep
she watches me pray for peace
each night before I sleep

she’s sitting on my shoulder
with every poem I write
her love is always with me
every day, every night

so many angel feathers
in my wee garden in Dundee
a welcome sign that the Mom I miss
keeps her loving eyes on me

now would be a good time to surrender

September 11, 2020 / kate58 / Leave a comment

pots topple in the wind
dying leaves forlornly dance
gonna mix shit up tonight
might as well take the chance

inside is manufactured heat
a dead animal fries in sizzlin’ grease
cabernet or chardonnay:
which will give the most release?

no one sees or hears us
no one’s listenin’ – o so sad
you didn’t love us enough
that’s why we behave so bad

nights get darker early
our shadows grow long ‘n lean
television makes no sense:
what do those people mean?

the lies ‘n the deception,
they just go on ‘n on
we’re expected to ignore it
settle down – it’ll soon be gone

no one wants to see or hear us
no one’s listenin’ – it’s too sad
but let’s maintain that status quo:
‘s no one’s fault that things are bad

	Colorful Sisters on wish I may, wish I might
	YouLittleCharmer on the good of the many
	onbecomingmyself on grievous losses
	kate58 on on the cusp
	grumpygorman on on the cusp

just another girl

love. lust. life. death. & the search for God

grievous losses

vitamin D

on the cusp

extra, extra

Gaia raging

observant skies

asking for a friend

my splendid solitude

angel feathers

now would be a good time to surrender

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