
Spathiphyllum
from amidst the lush
fair lover of dark places
a lily that is not a lily
flame-like spathe raised
in fickle surrender, peace
in season, ever fleeting
~kat

Spathiphyllum
from amidst the lush
fair lover of dark places
a lily that is not a lily
flame-like spathe raised
in fickle surrender, peace
in season, ever fleeting
~kat
I live in the city and work in an office from 8:39 am to 5:00 pm…or later…



…but my true place in this world can be found midst the trees and the misty hollows, near bubbling streams and on the shores of the sea. This is where I go to reconnect…









Busted
poker face?
eyes averted
cheeks flushed red
tells me you’ve
a few aces
up your sleeve
~kat

fire and fury
repeated repeatedly
loses its power
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge, Prompt Words: Ire (Fury) & Fire.

we hide in bubbles
existence, isolated
chiming in with those
who fancy our delusions
safety is an illusion
~kat~
For Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, prompt words: Belong: Exist, Chime & Dream: Bubble, Fancy, Delusion, Illusion.