grey squirrel in a tree
perched above happily,
just below, cats roam free seeking prey
~kat
For Jane’s Daily Florescence Poem Challenge…29 and counting down to the last one tomorrow. It’s been fun. I like this form Jane. Thanks for conjuring it. 😊 Happy Sunday!
days to full, the pink moon,
but already tides swoon
sucking sand from the dunes, swept away
~kat
For Jane’s Daily Florescence Challenge. This month’s moon isn’t full until tomorrow, but I’m feeling its effects already…or maybe it’s just me…though my dog Winston is feeling it too…he told me so…and the tides, well, need I say more? They’re swooning. I’m sure of it. 😉
daisy, I see you there
watching, that black-eyed stare
don’t think I’m unaware…just crazy
~kat 😜
For Jane’s Daily Florescence Challenge.
beautiful flowers cling
to sweetness even
after they have been
uprooted from the
garden, blooming as if
they will live forever
~kat
Magnetic Poetry-Nature Kit
Stigma, wet with nectar,
anther spore seducer,
c’est le sweet spot d’une fleur, ooh-la-la!
~kat
A wave of spring fever is making the rounds! A spicy florescence poem for Jane’s challenge today. Happy Thursday! 😉
like mercury colliding... 