
pricked by boughs swept
bare, hovering low, the
clouds, drizzle droplets
pitapatting on the fallen leaves
~kat
November’s Daily Poetry form is the Naani – 4 lines, 20-25 syllables in all.

pricked by boughs swept
bare, hovering low, the
clouds, drizzle droplets
pitapatting on the fallen leaves
~kat
November’s Daily Poetry form is the Naani – 4 lines, 20-25 syllables in all.

secret garden song
deep beneath the gentle
cover of dying leaves
seeds sleep dreaming
of a beautiful sun that
they will never see

the growling surrounds
us…hot breath, wild eyes,
fools poisoned by lies
seeing only red

a thousand wishes fill
the night sky with light
the hope of dreamers

moon shadow misting
dreams of cool cats fiddling
and mad cows leaping
~kat

clusters of cumulus clouds bloom, raindrops to nimbus
~kat
Nerd alert…I’m wondering how many of you are kindred souls and get the full gist of this monostitch. 🧐🤨😉 if you took the time to look it up…kudos for you!

Autumn Rhapsody
she weeps fallow fronds,
flushed crimson, vermillion,
sienas, ochres,
yearning for cool eventide’s
frosted plunge, and dreams of spring
~kat
A Tanka this week for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, Synonyms Only, Prompt Words: Fall (Autumn, weep, plunge) and Try (yearn, dream).