You Know You’re a Writer When…

I sat at the information desk wracking my brain for a catchy slogan for a display we were going to create in a few days.  After writing several blurbs and press releases for programs I was having trouble developing anything that seemed original to me, so I was glad when a coworker pulled me away from playing with alliteration to help her.

‘Kati, we’re doing a display for National Poetry Month and I was wondering if you would write a poem to be displayed on the board with it?’

I was honored to be asked so I set to work trying to write something catchy and ‘springy and about the pocket poetry program we’re doing.’  My work was cut out for me for sure, but I didn’t have long to think on it before another coworker came up to the desk.

‘Hey Kati, I have to post for Facebook, but I can’t think of anything catchy to write.  Do you have any ideas?’

That’s when I knew.  I was no longer a secret scribbler.  I was a writer.

The Spring Poetry Poem:

Now’s the time for April showers,

bees to buzz, and buds to flower

over fields and up the bowers,

yes, this is a very special hour…

For this month too, words take wing

and soar and sprout and sweetly sing

of all the things that life can bring,

so pocket a poem it’s a spring thing!

The Facebook Status:

The weekend is done,

on that we agree,

but Monday’s still fun,

when you take time to read!

(What are you reading?)

Good news came this week too in that I had submitted a poem to a publication through work a little while ago and I found out it won a competition and the county has published it!  You can check out the poem I submitted here:


Spring Cleaning Discovery

I’ve been trying to get a jump start on ‘spring cleaning’ this year. I’ve been on an organizing, condensing, purging, and prioritizing bent and I’ve stumbled across quite a few things that I had completely forgotten about including some of my diaries from when I was younger. Today I stumbled across one from when I was eleven. I remember saving my allowance for weeks to buy this very cool diary that came with a…silver gel pen!!! (So cool right? 🙂 )


It came wrapped in plastic so I didn’t realize until after I had purchased it that most of the diary had writing prompts and questions. I was a little disappointed then, but it made for some interesting reading today. Here are of the few excerpts I found most amusing, I hope you’ll enjoy the inner mind of an eleven year old writer.

“December 14, 2000
I don’t feel good. My throat hurts. Well, got to go hide Christmas presents!”

2. If I were going to a desert island, this is what I would bring with me:
“All my toys, my bed, my house, and food for 17 years.” (Well…I mean…obviously! 🙂 )

3. A Poem (by me):
“When the sidewalks are slippery with the ice and the snow
and all the grown ups are kissing by the mistletoe,
we are sitting by the fire,
warming our heart’s desire,
This will be the best Christmas ever!”

4. When I Wish Upon a Star: I wish…
“that my family, friends, and things will be safe. That we will all have great health. I wish that we will all be old when we die. I wish there would be no criminals again. I wish all my dreams come true.”

I wonder what I might find tomorrow… 🙂

Love in Ten Lines

“All you need is love, love. Love is all you need”. – The Beatles

There was a challenge posted on The Haunted Lullaby that requested writers conquer the challenge of writing about love in ten lines, using the word ‘love’ in each line, and using only four words per line. Here is my poem:

For all who love
and seek love out,
for those who love
when love knows doubt,
knowing that love will
conquer, love will sprout,
love will grow, live…
Love survives each drought.
For all who love,
let your love out!

I challenge any Ripple Readers to the task as well! Here are the rules again:

1) Write about love using only 10 lines.
2) Use “love” in every line.
3) Each line can only be 4 words long.
4) Nominate 10 Or So others who are up for the challenge.
5) Let them know about the challenge.
6) Title the post, Love in Ten Lines
7) Include a quote about love

The Snowy Day:  Fun Times Inside!

We finally got a snow day and I’m thrilled!  (Those most of my family seems to be suffering from cabin fever today.).

I always seem to take pictures when it snows, possibly because I enjoy watching it fall so much.  Here are some pictures from today.  The picture shows the roof outside my window and the street below.  Can you tell where one ends and the other begins?

Image Copyright: Kati Bergman 2015.

And now…a little perspective…

Image Copyright: Kati Bergman 2015.

Happy Snow Day Virginia!  😊❄️⛄️😊


Image Copyright:  Kati Bergman 2015

Image Copyright: Kati Bergman 2015

Taking a chance feels like climbing.
Each uncertain move is made
in hope of reaching just a little higher,
just a little closer
to the that place just out of reach.
The place that is wanted so badly
it circulates the system,
tempting all the senses to move forward,
move higher.

But climbing requires patience,
lest a hasty choice, a reckless chance
cause an unexamined branch
to break.

Sunset Secrets

Whisper to me secrets
of the world you long to see,

the dreams of days yet built,
still sailing somewhere on the horizon of eternity.

Let me tiptoe in tomorrow’s waves

leaving footprints in the soaking sand,
pressing my impermanence on the shore
of this solid lasting land.
And when the sunset kisses that
that lies between the night and day,
take my hand, hold it tight,
and in the quiet, perfect, stillness