Morning Song
Entering older years, I now understand
how my words have become less visible.
Katherine’s Coffeehouse
Early Onset
What I want to do is stop remembering
the rainy morning you drove 50 miles to my house
to help me find car keys I’d dropped in the trash.
Cure
Do not silence your life. Disregard fears of tonsillitis, laryngitis, infection. Sing. Sing what is, what was, what isn’t. Trill
Ode to a Balloon Let Go in London
It’s what happens when an orb flies freely, escaping the glass of a world glaring with human imperfection, industry, idols,
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Mermaid
Women there know how to live, flippers and sunshine and sea, scales adapting to sand or saltwater, tawny skinned, smiling,
Switch
Springtime and everything switches on, electric song of peepers and honeysuckle. Nature’s extraordinary reboot.
More Haiku for National Poetry Month 2023
As we wrap up the month, here are some more small offerings.
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Haiku for National Poetry Month
Poetry based on vss365 and Mindful Writing course prompts
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Ashby
Massachusetts, Circa 1988 I am thinking about the first time anyone heard the word computer. Was it like when I
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-Katherine Gotthardt
This morning and I’m thinking
of the wolpertinger,
shy but fierce creature
of the night.
Bavarian, so it sounds exotic.
Want
What I really want is this:
to go back to the time on the front lawn,
worn blanket on crabgrass and wildflowers,
baby dolls and tea sets and nothing,
nothing more than ants to worry about.
Elder Care
This morning, the coffee pot looked different,
my husband having switched out
one gadget for another, far too complicated
for such an early hour. And so for a change,
I make tea with a satisfying plop of heavy cream,
squall of sweetener, one sip reminding me of Mrs. Torpey,
and Mrs. McGrievy, and that tall, smiling lady my friend and I visited
For Traci
My dear friend,
this morning at 4
I found myself
breathing into the fur of my dog’s thick neck
and thought, perhaps
I’ve been holding too tightly
to everything that lives –
Ode to Einstein
“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.” – Albert Einstein
Apologies to William Carlos Williams
So much depends
upon
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Lighthouse
by Katherine Gotthardt
It came to me how beloved our lighthouses are,
not just those pillars of hope for those who are lost at sea,
but those seeking footing amid any pressing darkness.