childish cackles on
moonlight wind – coyote cry
greet unwelcome dreams
Katerina Marks
3 March 2017
haikus
Limerick to describe one of my hobbies
There once was a girl from Atlanta,
Who was good at writing a tanka,
So she tried limerick,
Which was quite a big trick.
Now she writes haikus in Montana!
Katerina Marks
31 January 2017
*I haven’t really moved to Montana.
Online dating
I lean forward to
touch you – reality lost
inside this small box
overflowing with
delicate secrets crawling
along thin fibers
until you snap in-
to sudden focus – finding
truth in miles between
Katerina Marks
9 January 2017
twenty-one
watch light fade early
purifying rays leave peace
for the long night come
Katerina Marks
21 December 2016
twenty
solitude never
mine — even the bath invites
open conference
Katerina Marks
20 December 2016
nineteen
Dear Marina, how
does one find silence when the
beeping never stops?
Katerina Marks
19 December 2016
eighteen
Christmas bells are hard
to hear over screeching kids
holiday shopping
Katerina Marks
18 December 2016
fourteen
a pulse up the leg
cries – for the sake of answers
never to know why
Katerina Marks
14 December 2016
8, 9, 10, 11, 12
eight
from Aidan’s tuba
blow little drumming notes to
answer star’s signal
Katerina Marks
8 December 2016
nine
luna tapada
and muted stars hidden by
evening’s dark clouds
Katerina Marks
9 December 2016
ten
goldfish flipped over
through small holes across cold tiles
close observation
of ensuing disarray
anarchy from Oli’s hands
Katerina Marks
10 December 2016
eleven
lord count von count might
have a field day reading my
words, syllables, verse
Katerina Marks
11 December 2016
twelve
focus comes in two
smart parts: an app and a click
let me work with you!
Katerina Marks
12 December 2016
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