
the rut
day in day out
dredging dark, deep craters through
my soul, moaning from the abyss…
writing quells the madness
~kat

the rut
day in day out
dredging dark, deep craters through
my soul, moaning from the abyss…
writing quells the madness
~kat

karma
the endless knot…
oh what tangled webs we weave
deception, avarice and greed
‘twill bite you in the arse
~kat

crickets
nighttime crooners
fill the darkness with music
but a single cricket’s chirping
in a house…maddening
~kat
Slightly off topic, weatherly speaking…BUTTLOAD…because I rather like the word and because I need a diversion…and…because I can! Cheers! 😉😄😂🤣😘

buttloads
barrels of booze
twice as voluminous as
a hogshead, measuring whiskey
or wine, full bodied, oaked
~kat

purring
soft murmuring
healing stress; practitioner
of peace, zen master on my chest
reminding me to breathe
~kat