follow your bliss
for life is but a song
over too soon
peace never comes easily
we must fight for it with
everything we have…our
voice and the power of love
the night, though it grows
darker by the hour,
promises a universe
full of stars for
wishing and sweet
dreams to keep us
come morning
~kat
dream of a day
we give voice to flowers
and truly listen to the river’s
sweet song, for unless we
can hear the world’s sacred
rhapsody, what’s the use
of wishing on a
thousand dying stars
~kat
Magnetic Poetry Love Kit.
but for a few
faded old pictures,
I would never have
remembered those times
we were brilliant, dazzling souls
devouring life with feverish joy…
who are these smiling ghosts
staring at me, who wasted
their youth chasing after time…
~kat
a mother’s heart
remembers every sweet
moment; the sound of
her child’s laughter,
tiny hands in hers
to keep her warm
when she is old and they
have grown away
then the flowers bloomed
it was as if they didn’t
care that baring their
souls would only lead to
withering from a too hot sun
the wind whispers to me
in cool blue tones and
hot rose petal reds…in
sea spray, crushed moon dust,
purple rain forest misting…a
honey-sweet symphony
playing in my head and
i wonder am i mad
or just listening
remember eternity
is not here…it’s not there
somewhere…it surrounds
you in its brilliant embrace
when time stands still
~kat
trees are made for the
wildest of winds
it is when they
forget, that they snap
i want to be
like a rose losing
my petals…a life
fully lived, tiny
deaths crushing me
in sweetness
i am charmed
by gentle moments…
little things
remembering when
lying was not a daily thing
i can’t…that’s no lie
~kat
