…to the road
good intention paved,
it is where the rubber meets,
cans to kick, trails to blaze
‘midst primroses sweet
middling to high, hot hell to beat
~kat
And so we come to end of this month of Horatiodets. I really like this new form. It’s a keeper. Tomorrow begins another fabulous short form poetry style. Can’t wait to give it a spin!
…to the pebble
devil in my shoe
making me stumble again
irritating, minuscule,
heart of a mountain,
unassuming fleck, chiseled by rain
~kat
…to kindness
sometimes a smile
a nod or a knowing glance
timed just right, no hint of guile
can give hope a chance
to change heavy hearts from gloom, perchance
~kat
…to unremarkable things
tiny flower buds
the sound puppies snoring
poofy pops of soapy suds
baby’s breath wafting
precious moments that are everything
~kat
…to the wind
making me breathless
stirring my wild tendencies
a whisper, a fierce tempest
power to bend trees
tossing my hair, setting my soul free
~kat
like mercury colliding... 