
some things
go without saying, but
we should say them
anyway, even if no one
is listening…
things like, ‘I love you’
~kat

some things
go without saying, but
we should say them
anyway, even if no one
is listening…
things like, ‘I love you’
~kat

secret garden song
deep beneath the gentle
cover of dying leaves
seeds sleep dreaming
of a beautiful sun that
they will never see

the growling surrounds
us…hot breath, wild eyes,
fools poisoned by lies
seeing only red

a thousand wishes fill
the night sky with light
the hope of dreamers

moon shadow misting
dreams of cool cats fiddling
and mad cows leaping
~kat
She’s back…the Muse was on holiday. 😉

believing a thing,
even with emotion,
is not truer
than knowing it

sleeping in could be
one of life’s sweetest
pleasures…may the
dreams never end

another dawn breathes life
and light into the darkest of
nights as if to say it is
never too late for a do over

when we awaken from
this nightmare with its poison
smoke lingering, some may
come away with hearts of ice
but for those devoured by
dark secrets, remembering…
morning will never bring peace
~kat

peace is a cool breeze
on a starry night
morning’s blush, velvet
seas and the breath of
desire for what could be
lingering in our hearts

gentle is the heart,
true is the soul
that lives life
in a spirit of love
and peace
~kat