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what is unseen

what is unseen

it’s unsettling
her sudden, bleak nakedness
but…her roots run deep

~kat


soulmate

soulmate

in another lifetime
I imagine we were friends
lovers even
how familiar your gaze felt
in the back of my eyes
something…you know?
you know.

the fates have me
engaged this incarnation
with other concerns
life, love, heartache,
happiness…joy
still hopelessly lost
but for a serendipitous,
ill-timed, breathtaking
encounter
on a street corner
in the rain, in autumn
a brief moment when
our eyes met and held
and I remembered…
I remembered
then you were gone

~kat

A bit of fantasy today. A mix of fiction and poetry. And a Disclaimer…no actual soulmates are implicated in this yarn. You know who you are and where and when and we’ll…you know. 😉🥰


heat-waives

heat-waives
a haiku

how weary she looks
parched, fading, lush to chartreuse
wistful for autumn

~kat

late summer encounter

late summer encounter

I spied a lovely doe today
she held my gaze, then leapt away
into the brush deep in the hollow
I fought the urge to rush and follow
to think I’m kind would not be safe
we humans are a cruel race
I kept my distance glad to see
her intuition made her flee
run free sweet forest sprite run free
it’s best to fear the likes of me
as hunters plan their autumn sacks
be swift, stay safe, and don’t look back

~kat


the rain is enough for now

the rain is enough for now

elevator music is little consolation,
mindless games on my smartphone,
a favorite song, full blast,
channel surfing, tik tok scrolling,
chocolate, hot tea, happy thoughts,
positive thinking is futile, powerless
when the unknown looms just beyond
my reach, and the answers I seek
demand patience that is wearing thin…
thinner still, the veil, drifting into view
brushing my shoulders, caressing me
in the excruciating silence of waiting
waiting is a merciless exercise
where I find myself counting each breath,
inhaling deeply, filling to the brim,
exhaling slowly, settling into my skin,
to think I try to find solace in these things,
to muster silly defenses
against the terribleness of unknowing
when all I really need is to feel,
to experience the moment, the now
to hear the rain dancing on the roof
to realize it’s enough
and all I need to know

-kat