
some roses root deep
blooming in gardens
others, oh, they wander,
wild as the wind, climbing
from darkness to light
they say a rose is a rose
it’s true…every one sweet
~kat

some roses root deep
blooming in gardens
others, oh, they wander,
wild as the wind, climbing
from darkness to light
they say a rose is a rose
it’s true…every one sweet
~kat

breathing is overrated
when beautiful wild flowers
blossom and fresh spring
scents sweeten the
breeze…I wither while
they bloom
~kat

baby’s breath is
a hint of eternity
a blush of the
afterlife lingering

eggs in the garden
left for tiny fingers
to find, melted
chocolate, petals
crushed beneath
heaven’s stillness

when love is always
a fight, someone’s
not listening

deep green afterglow
sweetness on the breeze
spring
rain
softly
falling
~kat

cultivated plots
are a gardener’s cachet
but Gaia’s first blooms
burst through concrete, cling to walls
vagabonds in dapper hues
~kat
A Tanka for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using synonyms only of the prompt words, Grow: bloom, burst, cultivate & Honor: cachet.


coffee is the newest
poison, hot dark liquid
in a cup…go ahead
but if you drink it you’re
just pressing
your luck
~kat
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