Secret of the Tides
the moon knows a thing
or more about longing…
she listens every night
to the deep murmurings
of souls lonely for warmth.
that must be why she
breathes wild life into
water at dawn and at dusk.
kat – 15 August 2016
(Using the Nature Kit from Online Magnetic Poetry)
ghosts of older days
surround and haunt me like
cool blue smoke making me
breathless and broken, but if i
remember without lingering
on the crap and celebrate
the good times, my heart
may open to healing and
peace, bringing me home
kat ~ 14 August 2016
A poem using the Poet’s Kit for Elusive Trope’s Saturday Magnetic Poetry Challenge.
make peace with those
who do not see how
broken they are
their ferocious growling
gives voice to their
dark hearts, naked and
bleeding, in need
of healing
kat ~ 8 August 2016
Eden
beautiful thriving gardens grow
from gentle rain at dawn
beneath warm sunshine and
dark moonlit nights
happy seedlings
blossom and bloom when
deeply rooted in love
kat – 6 August 2016
For Elusive Trope’s Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge. Today I used the Nature Kit.
like a thousand diamonds
shining in sun
is a garden dressed in mist
kat – 1 August 2016
like mercury colliding... 