Tag Archives: love

Saturday’s with the Muse

keep the faith
hope for peace
believe…but remember
god does her best
work with a little help
from you

healing never comes
to those who linger
on things that
could have been

death is but a
passage to the
sweet by and by
a tiny sleep, but
life goes on
eternally

eden must have
been beautiful to
behold, but I do believe
that I can feel its sweet
spirit every spring

~kat

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Saturday with the Muse


make no promises
if you love me
please don’t say
only the things
I want to hear
my heart knows
that is not love


no one sees her
brokenness, for she
is always smiling
but the blush on
her cheeks gives
her dark secret away


there’s a hint
of spring in the
cool mist after it
rains…a symphony
of sweetness on
the wind, greening


I fall out of
harmony with my
beautiful wild nature
when I stop
listening to the wind

~kat

Magnetic Poetry


Saturday Magnets

a thousand tiny flowers
charmed by the sun
innocently bloom, trusting,
never thinking that it is
too soon for spring

only a breath lingers
of their young voices
the window for listening
devoured by the latest
news of the day

~kat

I could only muster two magnetic poems today…so much sadness this week. Peace and love to you.


Saturday Magnets

I heard a bird’s

sweet song, happy

for winter’s warmth

out of season, and there

were blossoms blooming…

but it is too soon

frost is coming

under the starry night

sky it’s easy to believe

in dreams, making

promises that we

won’t keep…then

morning comes

I am just a

fool who lingers

a bit too long

in my head

bleeding poetry with

each heart throb

you could shine like

a diamond crushed

into a thousand

tiny bits, but

you are afraid

of flying

~kat

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Saturday with the Oracle

the mind knows

things, but

it is the

heart that

remembers

in a world of evil figureheads,

hacked information and easy microwave

brain access, I need a joy stick,

an avatar and a dragon to slay

a system where girls rule

and WiFi…must have that

the force is strong

flowers only bloom

in spring, withering

so easily from the

frost, but their roots

thrive through winter

cold, tendrils vining

long and deep into

the dark world always

beneath our feet

time does not stop

for cool-blooded men

who fiddle away the dreams

of thousands, but life

does go on for those

of us with love’s chant

singing in our heads…

we shall overcome

~kat

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