https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/Aspects of Lifehourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/610110https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/609735https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/608106My Extreme French Teacher Every day My extreme French teacher would say ‘Vous’ must ‘Pensez dans la langue que vous parlez’ You know - think in the language you speak ‘And so just practice for hours every week’ So I tried to think in Latin German and Spanish too ‘Thinking’ every noun and verb I’d...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607894The Lullaby I have an ancient copy Of my mother’s Lullaby Her teardrops Blur the page I heard her sing In early Spring Before I saw her cry Before she flew away I can’t recall the tune At all I knew at such a tender age I long to hear her sing Again One word could mend An injured wing Or open up...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607703The Cryptic I am cryptic Because I am not Perfect To spell it all out Would surely cause doubt And I think I want you to see The person I am Trying to behttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607667Words I never thought I’d try at This Or give or take this way But when I Lose Control And even the p en Moves itself Along the page How can I But r ead the words And wonder If it Helpshttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607665Enlightenment I cannot Think Of anything To write I must be Fighting The truth Enlightening Myself Is just Too frightening Tonight Please Turn out the light In my head And Please Tell me A ‘princess story' Insteadhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607664The Cadence Flitting From My epiphanies To vague remembrances And clichés Rehearsing What I was Trying to say Yesterday Insisting In an ironical way That it make sense I didn't plan To write a verse A story Or a song But the cadence Forced my hand And the poem Went onhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607660The Pest It’s on the march again Tonight With a commanding Army of words It's ready To do battle With my Inattention span I know the plan - Just when I’ve Already Turned out the light It relentlessly Proffers the verse And soon It begins to rehearse The cadence too It invariably Offers its’ very...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607659Once I have lived in the Past For most of my life Since I was a child While I was a wife One small moment I was here In the present I found some Space I smiled And I left This place Oncehttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607655Dark Past The rain is Falling in Through countless holes In the ceiling Of Every room And even In my dreams I thought that I was healing Though I am hiding But it seems like The past Is calling me back And chiding That I Will never be whole The darkness is revealing Everything I lack And...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607651Identity Then who Do I Think I am Now that the past is no longer present And I have nothing left To forgive or resent Do I retain the me That I used to be She is the past Yet she is part of me OK She can stay because she still has a say In who the woman is Today But if I am to be free I shall...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607648Gears Another drifting poem About shifting Gears It is risky I fear I will be Stuck In reverse Even though I struggle To get there In the first place I try not to race Toward the familiar Easy Neutral Groundhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607646Stillness Stillness... Because Time is Passing And maybe Life Is Passing me by I try to put it down I have not found The answers Or The meaning The stillness Is profoundhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/marykathryn5863/607643Chilling Everything is new again I do not feel the pain Yet still it is Chilling Chilling To remember Where I’ve been