Bigger than every stage
she commanded
Greater than the sum
of her parts
Braver than the men
who adored her
Sharper than the image
—that endures
(Tribute To Hepburn-Bryn Mawr College: May, 2023)
K-iller
A-ilment's
T-hreat
H-orribly
A-pplies
R-abid
I-nfection's
N-asty
E-pidemic
L-etting
E-erie
E-xpansion
B-ring
A-ssault
T-o
E-very
S-ociety
Topic: Poetess (Katharine Lee Bates)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
A white pearl necklace will do well,
To enhance the beauty of this belle,
A shade of blue tint mascara to fill,
Would make the red lips redder still!
Her sun glasses have a special design
To see elegance in men and her wine,
Her Prada purse gives out a clear sign
If his class allows,she is ready to dine!
She has no time for those plain type
Men whose life is lost in mundane trite
If you wear a stylish hat, dress right,
You have a beautiful date in sight!
"Plain women know more about men than beautiful ones do."
Katharine Hepburn
1938.
8th placement in the KH contest.
Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 6
Verses 2 and 3
Young Guenevere did speak to Katharine.
"Yes, my strong leopard knight doth tarry late
and keeps the dale thus free and verdant green
till James on Whitsuntide then claims his mate.
Tis thee, dear Katharine, Prince James doth wait
to lead down aisle in happy wedded white.
And he with jewels most resplendent sate
this thy perfect neck seen then sparkling bright.
Thinks I in beautifying thee prince doeth right."
Then Katharine didst make response to maid.
"This day at Castle Morley father waits.
King Richard pays him visit I'm afraid.
Yes, I'll walk aisle in jewels my prince sates.
Large retinue of priests with shaven pates
will keep their time in rhythmic chanting praise.
As we walk aisle the kingdom celebrates.
In joyous adulation voices raise.
Soon we'll bless England's charming country many ways."
Stephanus Macus Book 1
Canto 6
Verse 1
Then Katharine spent time with James in Throme,
to ride his horses, stroll the garden rows,
to view, appreciate large stately home.
Included seen with James, King Richard foes,
but Katharine now paid no mind to those
who schemed to see that James their monarch reign.
Not caring so, for she had mind on clothes,
and diamonds bright to grace her face and gain
crowd's approbation during stay, if James should deign.
The warmth of springtime, sunny bright,
So sunny, sunny, sunny bright,
Springtime flowers, a calming sight,
Springtime birds sing, welcome!
The sound of summer, buzzing, fun,
Wow, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, fun,
Skylarks catching the new dawn sun,
Skylarks, high on springtime!
Autumn, harvest bells, thanking chime
All thanking, thanking, thanking, chime,
Halloween, beware of fun grime,
Halloween, trick or treat.
Halloween can't beat Christmas treats,
Fun Christmas, Christmas, Christmas treats
Christmas dining, done all replete
Christmas next, all hoping!
The cold of winter, snowy falls,
The snowy, snowy, snowy falls,
Hibernation long stopped its calls,
Hibernation, respite.
The cold of winter, snowy falls,
Hibernation, respite.
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The Rhyming Wave is a poetry form created by Katharine L. Sparrow, an American writer and poet. She herself will tell you the form is complicated. Check her out http://poetscollective.org/poetryforms/rhyming-wave/
Christmas soon, very busy Elves,
the busy, busy, busy Elves,
all packing presents from the shelves,
all packing, each one tagged.
All checked, addressed then safely bagged,
then safely, safely, safely bagged,
the sleigh now loaded, warmly lagged,
the sleigh, its lagging gay.
Christmas eve, Santa on his way.
Yes! On his, on his, on his way,
Red-nosed Rudolf pulling his sleigh
Red-nosed happy elves done.
Christmas soon, very busy Elves,
Red-nosed, happy Elves, done.
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The Rhyming Wave is a poetry form created by Katharine L. Sparrow, an American writer and poet. She herself will tell you the form is complicated. Check her out http://poetscollective.org/poetryforms/rhyming-wave/
https://www.poetrysoup.com/syllables/lagged (flawed)
Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 3
Verse 1
Now Katharine doth hold Prince James on high.
A better brother no king ever knew.
Young Lady Morley's wedding draweth nigh,
and virgin waits the day with happy view.
With Guenevere talk makes Prince wholesome true.
"This stately James is mine to hold for life.
It's he who makes all sadness say adieu.
For he doth my heart rule and lacking strife,
this I'm sure, Guenevere, soon I'll then be his wife".
Stephanus Marcus Book I
Canto I
Verses 6 and 7
Young Guenevere was maid to Katharine.
That damsel worshiped Marcus more than life.
It pained her so to see him go between
the other knights as bold to face the strife.
Her mind was sliced with vision's sharpest knife:
him slain on plain away from castle keep.
If happened, she would never be his wife;
there couldn't be another moment's sleep.
Scenario brought ache, the pain was very deep.
Stephnus Marcus reined his courser straight
secreting rose from sight beneath fur cape.
With heel the charger he did goad from wait
and entered moving line that he must ape.
Now over mane of steed head low did drape,
and smile most painful showed much care on face.
Quick wave of free hand gave a sorry scape,
his try at leaving bravely showed no trace
for melancholy spirit sealed his pain in place.
Stephanus Marcus Book I
Canto 1
Verses 2 and 3
Duke Saint Charles made unlawful claim to glade
in vale where many game for chase did hide,
without regard for sovereign's oath then made
to Morley early day last Whitsuntide.
Such oath was made baptismal time as plied
when robes bedecked the holy people white.
For pledging daughter, Katharine, as bride
to sovereign's brother, James, with great delight.
The chimes would peal amid autumn's cool saffron light.
The Holy See had issued ringing chorus
echoing Pontiff's edict fiat wide,
that conquered sheikdoms be set free with force
and Christians freed from danger need not hide.
Thus Frederick and Philip swore to guide
as many nobles willing bringing knights.
Duke Morley's knights were missing leaders' tide
as they went under grated gate with lights.
Their torches glowed again for Liege as other nights.
a big helping of kettle corn
a good classic movie starring spencer tracy
money left over from all bills paid....for once
no cares in the world....for now
monday nowhere in sight....at least not yet
a good woman still holding me down
me rubbing her back as we react to said spencer tracy movie
somewhere along the way katharine hepburn shows up
a two horror flicks with boris karloff and bela lugosi respectively are coming on next
we feel as if we are in heaven...the big helping of kettle corn is all almost gone....
....heaven help our stomachs later on....
This poem was inspired by the Ten Pictures, Ten Poems, Ten Poets, Ten Days
challengeby Debbie Guzzi.
Painting #2
Portrait of Carol Nye Rhoades (Robinson)-Katharine Nash Rhoades 1915
Perfectly Still
Perfectly still, my mind races ahead leaping flowerbeds of perfect roses.
Apple trees with the sweetest apples await. I pluck them from their branches.
Birthday balloons tied to the porch swing, restrained wave to me
hurry set us free—to fly—to climb the sky
Perfectly still, my mind races ahead of me
leaping.
i know someone was holding my hand
the day i reached into the fire
the day i helped you climb out of the pit you had dug
i know someone was holding you
the day you scaled the wall to reach me
your sister katharine underneath
pushing up before it would all erupt
her love for you has always been deep
one and one makes two and i was three
yes it took all of us to hear the flutter of wings
the powers that be
help those who help themselves
our angels never gave up on us
stood at our sides
saved us because we were worth saving
i never underestimate the power of angels
i thank them every day
thank them for ali for kat
for as long as i have a breath left to breathe
thank the angels for my amazing daughters
thank the universe for our special bond
and always alison
and always katharine
a fathers joy a fathers love and more
every pore of us
still always one.
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