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NORTH (a poem)

yesterday i headed up
the coast, my body
suspended in air.
it was the trick
of a Lycoming engine
that kept me up there.
and as i went north,
each mile gone by,
i wondered if you
were in the sky
too
but i don’t know:
not anymore.


DAY 14 OF THE SEPTEMBER POETRY SERIES.

Today’s poem is one written while falling asleep. What? Yes. You read this correctly. Today has been a very long day, composed of four hours of class, a three-hour flight, and a constant hungry stomach whining at me. So before I pass out for twelve hours, I wrote this little poem for Day 14.

Truth be told, I’m not in the mood to analyze right now, so I’m not going to. But I just want to say thank you guys as always for going on this journey with me, and I apologize if my material has been lackluster as of late. If anything, this series is teaching me that discipline is well-intentioned, but it does not always bring positive results.

Hopefully there will be something to analyze tomorrow!


THANK YOU!

Thank you guys. ❤

-Katie Kay.

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in the graveyard of one’s heart

in the graveyard of one’s heart
are the skeletons of the past

where only ghosts roam the grounds
part of the world immortal vast

sepulcher upon sepulcher
of dark energy smolders

yet the blood and the body
only grow colder

and in this deep cavity
where my chilled heart lay

a misty path is carved
awaiting the light of day

but no matter where i go
and no matter what i do

my heart controls me
and yours controls you


AN EXPLANATION.

Why am I publishing this guy when it’s not even October yet? I’m not entirely sure. But I just wrote this poem yesterday after I woke up, and I knew it needed to go live on the blog.

Yesterday I had this recurring phrase in my head: In the graveyard of one’s heart. I have no idea where this came from, but I knew this would become part of a poem, much like the tone and material of “My Heart is a Fortress,” which you can read here. (That poem is my take on a person’s heart steeling itself from negative energy. Therefore, the heart becomes a fortress that blockades itself.) Well, “in the graveyard of my heart” can be seen as  continuation of this first poem, and we’re just going to move a little bit away from the fortress and into the… Well, graveyard.

There is no getting around the fact that we as humans have a tendency to harbor past experiences and emotions. We wallow in our grief and keep our skeletons in the closet for centuries, until we’re either rotted dry by our pain or we expose ourselves to the light of day. And even when we do find and give forgiveness, even when we do admit our wrongdoings, we still hold onto traces of the past, whether it’s intentional or not.


QUICK UPDATE.

Thank you again for sticking with me in this blog. I hope you enjoyed this poem, and that you’ll stay around for Friday’s post as well! ❤

Recently I just got back to college in California, and it’s a whirlwind of emotions. I’ve only got one more semester left, which is a weird feeling in general. But I’m ready to get this done and continue flying whenever I can. You will probably be reading a lot of “emotional” posts from me as I navigate this transitional period of my life. But I feel so blessed to be able to be here on this Earth.

❤ ❤ ❤

Until Friday,

-Katie Kay.

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GRATITUDE (a poem)

saying a simple thank you
can change a life

just like telling the truth
absorbs one’s lies

gratitude is a virtue
to keep inside

one’s swollen heart
and fragile mind


GRATIA

the quality or feeling of being grateful or thankful

A thankful spirit is a cherished spirit. Think of the kindest people you’ve met, those who touch your heart, and I bet you’ll come up with some qualities from this Seven Day Challenge, including the virtue of gratitude. Someone who is thankful in what he or she does is a person who recognizes the mysterious and delicate qualities of life.

A thankful spirit understands that time on our beautiful planet is limited, so it is important to produce more positive energy than negative. A thankful spirit puts action into practice through these positive emotions.

Today I challenge you guys to thank someone you’ve never met before. Who knows who this person is, or what they’ve done, but find that person and say, “Thank you for…” Yes, this may put you out of your comfort zone, but I bet you it will make the other person’s day (and maybe yours too).

(P.S. Gratitude is the antithesis of an envious spirit. If you’d like to read my poem on envy, you can do so here.)


DAY 6 OF THE SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE.

And we’re almost done! I don’t know about you guys, but I’m pretty grateful for this challenge. That being said, I’m ready to move on to the next project, and I hope you’ll continue to read this blog with as much vigor as you’ve done in these past two weeks. Be on the lookout for our final virtue tomorrow, and then we’ll wrap it up with a concluding post on Monday.

Much love. And don’t forget my challenge to you! You won’t regret it. I promise.

-K.  ❤

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PATIENCE (a poem)

our lives are measured
in heart beats and ruby
red stop signs

we close our eyes, and
the next second a year
has gone on by

we grow sick and tired
of the same old things,
the same old lies

and wonder when it will
be our time to find
love, liberty, life

just remember, old soul,
that wounds and bruises
don’t heal overnight

but with patience
i’m sure you’ll overcome,
and be just fine


PATIENTIA

the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain,without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.

Frustration and a loss of temper are terrible feelings that dry our insides out. However, a shower of patience can do quite the trick, if you’re able to recognize the feeling. Patience is hard to master. It’s an emotion that requires time and work, and most of us are people on-the-go. We want things to go according to plan in a timely fashion, and if they don’t we’re on the warpath.

This is when we must learn patience. Nothing in life is a guarantee or assurance. We must be willing to come to grips with that, and take a few moments to breathe, regroup, and assess. While I am not advocating for getting trampled on, I do think a patient person is generally wiser than a rash person, as a patient person is more willing to work with others in the process of life.

The next time you grow irate or annoyed, consider patience as a salve. Use it, and see the results. ❤

(If you want to read my poem “Wrath” (the antithesis of patience), check it out here.)


DAY 5 OF SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE

Thank you guys for reading Day 5 in this Seven Day Challenge. I cannot believe we only have two days left, but I am excited to share other materials that I’ve been preparing during my time of poetic reflection.

Remember to have patience today, and comment below how being patient has helped you in the past!

Much love,

-K.

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DILIGENCE (a poem)

cold satin heart
warm up all ready
and let something
like diligence
heat up your stride

INDUSTRIA.

constant and earnest effort to accomplish what is undertaken; persistent exertion of body or mind

Diligence is required when it comes to pursuing our dreams. We cannot let our laziness get in the way of the things we’re striving for. Hard work is sometimes fun, but it’s also grueling and painstaking at times too. This Heavenly Virtue asks us to remove our slothful spirits and pursue things with care, caution, and resolve.

This poem is a short one, I know, but it has everything I want to say about the subject this morning. Our hearts need to warm up and recognize that the things we love and want must be earned, not given. (And if you’re interested in the learning more about sloth, check out that poem here.)


DAY 4 OF SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE.

Day 4 is done! Wow. It feels so weird to be writing these words, but at the same time I am not surprised. Life is going to revolve, whether we want it to or not. Thank you guys for reading, and I hope you enjoy tomorrow’s poem. (I promise it is a little longer than this one!)

Much love until tomorrow,

-K.

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CHARITY (a poem)

sweet charity should be
like an ever-flowing
mountain brook,
a lifetime supplier
of sustenance from a
dignified mother earth.

but when our pockets are
filled with greed and our hearts
lacking love,
doc’s orders: Charity
is the only drug one
should never get enough of.


CARITAS.

generous actions or donations to aid the poor, ill, or helpless

Charity is one of the most important virtues, in my opinion, as it asks us to place others above the self.  Charity’s antithesis is the darker element of greed, which places the self above others.

Today challenge yourself to consider a charitable action that you can do for someone else in the next twenty-four hours. This can be anything from listening to a friend to donating food. See how your spirit feels after this act, and harness that power into good for others every day. Some only associate charity with monetary deliverances, but there are so many different ways to help others. It’s up to you to lend a hand, though.

(If you care to read my poem on greed, check it out here.)


DAY 3 OF THE SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE.

Thank you so much for reading and participating in this series! I hope you all are having a fantastic day, and make sure to comment below if you have any thoughts on this post. I love interacting with you all and getting to know you a little bit better through this platform.

Your support means the world to me!

-K. ❤

 

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CHASTITY (a poem)

chastity erodes slowly
like time on a diamond

or 

chastity dies out quickly
like the flame of a candle

but

whatever the truth, will
i ever be chaste enough?


CASTITAS

1. the state of being chaste; purity
2. abstention from sexual intercourse; virginity or celibacy: a vow of chastity

Hello my dear readers! Are you ready to take on the Seven Heavenly Virtues today? I am! After a week of diving deep into some pretty gnarly sins (gnarly, who am I?), we are going to examine the counterparts regarded as things to emulate. Now these are traditionally associated with the Catechism of the Catholic Church, but I think we all can look at each of these virtues with an open mind. (I’m not Catholic, but I am very open to see what these virtues are!)

Chastity is in direct opposition to lust (check out that poem here, if you dare). Chastity asks its host to be in a state of purity. Listed above are two important definitions to note: The first relating to a continuous state of purity, which I see as mental and non-sexual; the second relating specifically to sex.

Now it is not my intention to ruffle any feathers. I would prefer not to go into in-depth detail here, but I did write a poem on this virtue, and I do believe in its importance. Chastity asks us to remain pure of the world’s dark sins. It asks us to remain pure-hearted with our intentions.

I will not go into much more detail, because I do not want to harp on any particular subject, but just know that this poem can be interpreted in so many different ways. It is up to you to deduce what you see within the words.


DAY 1 OF THE SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE.

So now we are back to “Day 1” though it is really Day 8 of a two-week challenge. Ugh, how confusing! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed today’s poem, but I am more excited for the upcoming ones. I think there will be some interesting points to make, and you guys do not be afraid to jump in and share your thoughts. I love your dialogue!

Thanks again, my dears!

-K.

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ENVY (a poem)

i am envious of my innocence
and the things i knew not

i am envious of repentance
and the sins i forgot

but envy is an emerald flame
that will always burn hot


INVIDIA

occurs when a person lacks another’s superior quality, achievement, or possession and either desires it or wishes that the other lacked it. –Wikipedia

Envy is a sin that rots away at our bone marrow like a flesh-eating bacterium. It’s nasty, grueling, and appalling–but it’s something that is innate to our human structure. While others may struggle with this more or less depending on their mindset, I’m sure we can all pinpoint a moment in which we realize, “Ah, what good is this doing me?”

I encourage you to consider how important on this planet you are. There is no one else like you, and this is a blessing to us all! We all have strengths and talents that will come to light, and it’s only you who can show us what that is.


DAY 6 OF THE SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE

Well, I apologize for this poem being so short. I had a bad headache yesterday (when I should have been writing this poem), and came up with this little guy quite on the spot. I promise tomorrow’s conclusion in this series (FINALLY!) will hopefully be more up to par with what I wish to produce for this blog.

Thank you for reading!<3

-K.

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GREED (a poem)

greed sickens me
everywhere i look

someone passes by,
just another crook

but there i am,
eyes in the mirror

and my heart drops,
things become clearer

i am guilty,
guilty as charged

chain my wrists,
sound the alarm

i open my mouth,
taste all this sin

“tread lightly, my dear,
or the devil will win.”


AVARITIA

is the inordinate or insatiable longing for material gain, be it food, money, status, or power. -Wikipedia, the source of knowledge LOL

Greed, greed, greed. The stereotypes suggest that greed is most prevalent in the upper echelon of society, where the rich and fabulous only grow more rich and fabulous as time goes on. I associate this with Manhattan and Malibu and mansions and maids. But guess what? I’d bet all my money (which isn’t that much, I’m afraid) that we all struggle with this Deadly Sin.

Greed is a core flaw in our hearts. We want more, and we think we deserve more in all we do. And once we complete a goal or task, we’re likely to push even harder to climb the ladder another rung higher. While motivation and hard work can be a great thing, greed is not. It requires a certain amount of selfish energy coupled with sinful desires. Greed asks its inhabitant to put everything on the bottom shelf–except the self, because the self is the only thing on which to rely.


DAY 3 OF THE SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE.

There you have it! Day 3’s done. Only four more poems to go in the Seven Deadly Sins challenge, and then we’ll head to some lighter, more positive virtue poems! I’m really excited to share those with you all as well–especially so we can have a more sunshiny tone on this blog again.

Thank you all for your support. ❤

Until next time,

-K.

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LUST (a poem)

dear lust,

i wish i could bottle you up
and stick you on the top
shelf of my closet, under
dirty clothes that i will
never wear and old paperbacks
that i will never read.

it’s not your fault
that you exist, that your
glow sizzles my skin.
in fact it is mine, and
i’ll bear it every day
that i should live.

because every time i catch
a breath of your scent
i remember the words
he told me, the things he said.
and i think to myself:
never again, never again.

but then you come back,
impossible to contain,
each thought of his voice
blackening my veins,
because i did not want for a body;
i lusted for a brain.

but the blood that
flows through me
holds my
shame.


LUXURIA

is the psychological force producing intense wanting or longing for an object, or circumstance fulfilling the emotion. Lust can take any form such as the lust for sexuality, love, money, or power. -Wikipedia (a great source lol)

As a human being I am prone to lusting after things I want. It’s a sin, and I know it well. No human is exempt from sin. We’re prone to going for things we (think that we) want, and this can destroy us in the process.

While I do not want to harp too long on lust, I just want to say that this poem is a representation of the sort of lust I have struggled with in the past. Typically I do not find myself drawn to a person based on physical traits; I’m after what’s going on in that mind of theirs, and then I have to remember to calm down and relax.

While I could definitely go off on a tangent about lust, I just want to leave you guys with this little snippet into my own interpretation of it. Maybe this is something a lot of you struggle with; maybe it isn’t. But I hope you guys can take something away from this poem and remember that there will be six more following this week.


DAY 1 OF SEVEN DAY CHALLENGE.

Aha! Day 1 is done. Now we have six more poems to follow, in which I will be continuing on with this segment of the Seven Deadly Sins. These next days will be filled with short blog posts like this one, and then I will eventually create a concluding blog post with my thoughts on the topic of sin and virtue. Maybe you will enjoy some of those ramblings from me.

Please remember to have a beautiful day! (It seems a little weird for me to say that after such an adult topic, but I do really want you to have a good day.)

Until tomorrow,

-K.

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