Author: Katherine

Poetry writer and author

I see you

When I looked out my window

You were passing by.

Was it a coincidence

Or are you in fact a spy?

 

Some men love their money

Some men love a wife

Sometimes they are happy

Despite enduring strife.

 

I like my little window

Through which I view the town

I see many people

black and white and brown

 

Cultures are all of value

Sometimes cultures clash.

We need to live together

On this gorgeous earth.

 

 

 

 

Rumination hurts

“The biggest risk factor for rumination is simply spending time alone, something Americans now do all the time. When you’re interacting with another person, your mind just doesn’t have a chance to dwell on repetitive negative thoughts. But, really, any sort of engaged activity can work to interrupt rumination. “

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Rumination hurts

“The biggest risk factor for rumination is simply spending time alone, something Americans now do all the time. When you’re interacting with another person, your mind just doesn’t have a chance to dwell on repetitive negative thoughts. But, really, any sort of engaged activity can work to interrupt rumination. “

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I’ll be loving a ewe,always.

Irony is tyranny to the simple

Where did you roam?

Bechstein,Einstein,Feinstein a Lifetime of,too many rhymes. drove me crazy

I caught schizophrenia from the Government helpline.I was on it for 7 hours.Then I went totally off it.and fell into many disconnected pieces.I am a jigsaw waiting for the Lord.

A pattern a day keeps the typewriters away.

I hear voices under my bed.Are they bugs?

Someone  strong is watching  over me to make sure my paranoia doesn’t get better..

Does paranoia annoy you?

Annoy me and forever be a four letter turd.

I’ll be loving a ewe,always.

I’ll take you to Rome again,in your dreams.

I caught a cold in the shopping center but I could not arrest it..

True or false?

 

Beggars can be confusers to underground users

All that twitters must be untold

To many hooks catch my breath.

Schizophrenia is down the Nick.

What can’t be lured must be conjured.

If you can’t speak the truth,please lie over there.

There’s many a true word spoken then lost

Write it all off.

I can’t talk without you.

I miss Hell.

I have found a schizoid ‘s allure in this coffee house.

Is it good to split it all up?

Are people any use when you have your own laptop to sit on?

 

With a new unde…

With a new understanding, both painful and humorous, I begin to understand why the saints were rarely married women. I am convinced it has nothing to do, as I once supposed, with chastity or children. It has to do primarily with distractions. The bearing, rearing, feeding and educating of children; the running of a house with its thousand details; human relationships with their myriad pulls–woman’s normal occupations in general run counter to creative life, or contemplative life, or saintly life. The problem is not merely one of Woman and Career, Woman and the Home, Woman and Independence. It is more basically: how to remain whole in the midst of the distractions of life; how to remain balanced, no matter what centrifugal forced tend to pull one off center; how to remain strong, no matter what shocks come in at the periphery and tend to crack the hub of the wheel.
–Anne Morrow Lindberg

Read more: http://blog.beliefnet.com/beyondblue/2013/04/some-quotes-on-solitude-and-self-nurturing-i-like.html#ixzz2QdNWvKYO

I wish I had bought a long ladder

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I once at some cake with a fork

Then I ate up a dandelion stalk.

I was barely three

So do not blame me

My mother was out for a walk.

 

Dandelion’s good for the bladder.

And for feeding to any spare adders.

If you  go yellow tonight

Tell your husband you might.

Oh,I wish I had bought that tall ladder.

 

I’d peek in your window to see

How angry your husband might be.

And what will he do

With the leaves in your shoe?

I deeply regret I shan’t see,

 

 

3 Treasures: Sympathy, Simplicity and Stillness

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Kindness: We are all interconnected and interdependent in this universe. Human are hardwired to care for others. It gives true happiness.

If you hold hatred you can never be happy, even with abundance of luxury. Anger in return for Anger is disaster. In contrast love, compassion, tolerance and patience brings joy and happiness – and eventually dissolves anger and hatred.

Simplicity: Simplifying diet leads to good health. Reducing consumption and possessions lowers problems in life.

Stillness: Mental chatter creates confusion, and frustration. On other hand stillness builds mental clarity – compassion, tolerance and patience help in practicing stillness.

A journey of thousand miles begins with one step…. Take first step and join the journey.

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What is Poetry? | Poetry blog and a poem

What is Poetry? | Poetry blog.

I might say that a poem

is the equivalent in words

of this beautiful picture

but I might be wrong

I might say that a poem is like  like a kiss

I might say that a poem is  like a flower

I might say that a poem is like  a tree full of blossom

But after due consideration .I concluded

it’s better to write you  a poem

And for you to write me a poem.

And afterwards for us to talk  amidst the flowers

Underneath a  tree in summer.

Then we will know what  it’s all about

If you can see what I mean.

A vision in words

Words with vision

I think you know what I  mean

You see

This is true

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