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Someone suggested that I could get paid to write and that I should set up a donations page. So here goes! It feels a little awkward but this is what I would like to do full-time, write. I can’t pay my bills unless I earn my way so this will be my leap of faith. Thank you for letting me believe I have wings! Please note your donation is in NZ dollars and you may determine the amount – thank you again x
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A Leopard may not
be able to change
his spots but,
he can camouflage
himself to look like
the harmless jungle
Is the jungle really
harmless, I hear you ask?
Yes, but for the camouflaged
spots that lurk within
Kait King 2019
P.S Do not trust those in power!!
Everyone is so obsessed with winning at everything – work, sports, relationships – absolutely everything. I wonder if those people who are so focused on winning every argument, every game, every decision – have ever thought that they can let it go – like everybody’s a winner in the biggest race of all as far as I’m concerned. If you’ve been born then you have won the biggest race of all! You are a winner – the biggest winner out of millions of other sperm that were in a race for life – I am a winner – we won! Now let’s just succeed at being our own very best here instead of obsessing about being better than someone else’s best…
© Kait King, 2015
He could see
and feel
a slavering beast
He could smell it’s
breath
see it’s sharpened
yellow teeth
It wanted him
to do
bad things
It felt like the
Devil with Hate
Not his usual state
of being
but any Angel
with wings
was going to be too late
It said that nobody
nobody
gave
two shits
And do everyone a
favor
Go ahead
slit your wrists
Kait King 2016
Take a toke
Pull yourself away
From the pain
In your heart
Your head and body
Have a sip
Step aside from
The mountain
Of debt, of shame, of life
Looming like Bigfoot
Mysterious, unattainable
Lofty dreams
Of freedom beckon
In the bottle
Kait King 3rd December 2022
Your greatness
waits inside you
Like a volcano’s giant core
And you will surprise everybody, love
They’ll look at you in awe
They will see that passion in you
That light you need to shine
Keep walking the walk you walk, my son
Very soon will come your time
© Kait King, 2015
Suddenly the world is
flat –
as I scan the horizon
of my life
I see the shadows
of my past
and the reality
of the present
And I see the light
of the future
With open arms and open
wide eyes
I welcome what is
to come – for
this is Life
The shape of my future
I know –
I have held it
in my soul
and now it lies in my hands
waiting…
© Kait King, 2016
There is no other way to write
the truth spills from the soul
an eager hand and frenzied mind
I scribble out my fill
The scratching on the paper
the lead shines the ink glows
what I will write next
I don’t even know
but the truth is how it is easy
to tell what must be said
and there is an urgency in this
as one day we are dead
My fingers ache at times
as I just can’t seem to stop this flow
of words into lines a cadence reached –a drop
The wonder in me wonders
I speak it loud and often think
If I keep on writing like this
Will there be enough ink?
© Kait King, 2015
With a pepper spray surprise
you punch the air out of me
The wet fish in the face they talk about
was a coelacanth of ancient emotions
dug from days beyond myself
beyond my soul
beyond what I knew love to be
The fluke of flowers given me
rise like a tidal wave of pungent perfume
swamping me in dizzying, no –
spell-binding and trance-like memories
and the melodies
that remind me of you
© Kait King, 2015 – Excerpt from My See-Through Mind
I don’t want to just
be friends any more
If you’re not going to try
I can show you the door
I’m not very good at
laying the blame
I don’t want to play
that dangerous game
I just about burst
when all I want to say
when I look into your blue eyes
is “I love you” every day
I just want us both to
be allowed to be free
for me to be in love with you
and you
crazy in love with me
Kait King 2017
Love stolen
seconds
Sweat laden
moments
Breathing bubble
love
We don’t
own it
Touch tender
minutes
Hand holding
days
Whisperings of
feelings
Love frenzied
craze
© Kait King, 2015
You’re a good friend
I love what you do
when I come running
to you
You’re a true friend
One in a million
even though I can’t count that far
I know I can count
on you
© Kait King, 2016
I promise you it’s true
a clean slate
a new year
I can do this if I want to
with a clean break
not get stuck here
I really have turned a page
a corner
to face this fear
I truly have changed
grown stronger
happier longer but
still hiding a tear
© Kait King, 2015
It’s your speciality
how you play with me
with mind in motion
and bodies in ecstasy
Charged
Divine
your laugh trapped in time
Secretly you practice
your lines
A mirror glance
poison flows
those eyes watch with compare
assessing what you haven’t got
collapsing in despair
© Kait King, 2015
Write Kait
Write Kait
Write some more
So I spread my mind
Like the legs of a
whore
Make yourself write, Kait
It’s not at your leisure
Even being forced
could be a hidden pleasure
Type Kait
Type Kait
And type some more
so my fingers
fly over keys
of some succulent score
© Kait King, 2016
My Dad and Me
It was so sad
to watch you fade
your mind
as sharp as a knife
It was so hard
to say goodbye
To such a treasured life
It made me smile
to think on you a while
and on how you loved
your wife
Your children given
all you had
you gave
a treasured life
It seems that you
are still here
although you can’t
be seen
I often talk to you
And not just
in my dreams
I hope I told you
I loved you enough
I hope you know
how much I cared
And I know
one day,
I’ll see you again
Somewhere over there…
© Kait King, 2015
Twisted
lying in bed
watching
a moon
wishing
I had you
here
touching skin
to spoon
© Kait King, 2015
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