how must it feel
to dying leaves after
falling from above, never
more to rustle, warmed
by soft sunny breezes
who see only the brown
lonely boughs of a tree
they loved, longing for
beautiful green cover…
but for some wild
night of wind, they are
left to wither alone
~kat
magnetic poetry (nature kit)
there will always be
evil in this world
but there is more
to offset almost
every sinister force
and love…that too
to follow after or
wander alone…which
way is the path
to peace in a world
rooted in stone
time is eternity’s prisoner
we are born only
to grow old and die
remembered only
by lingering sadness
chocolate can be bitter
barely a day goes
by that I don’t
crave its sweetness
on my tongue
~kat
there is a haunting cloud of poison
in the air this morning…a red hot sky
our salty tears making dirty trails
on our faces…smiles darkened
in the wake of hate’s fire
~kat
Remembering Las Vegas…and keeping close to heart, those still suffering in Puerto Rico, islands in the Caribbean and Texas and Florida.
my garden heaves her
last bit of sweetness
as the cool beauty of
death whispers to her
urging her to sleep…
to dream of spring
I am not dazzled by
broken gods and
fool-hearty men who
must be surrounded by
all-embracing prisoners
of fear to feel whole
keep trusting in
the goodness of
others even if it is
hard to see….I
believe it’s always
there, waiting to care
every path is thick
with followers but
wanderers leave fresh
tracks through the wild
~kat
would I if
I could be and do
whatever
and then some
is it like leaving
bread crumbs
on a wild path?
~kat
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)
like mercury colliding... 