moon flower
.
she
only blooms at
dusk
tempting night sippers
with her intoxicating sweet scent 
drawing
moths from the lamplight’s glare,
certain death for those who
get too close 
fading at dawns light

~kat

Na|GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 24 Prompt: Today, we challenge you to write your own poem that takes place at night, and describes something magical or strange that happens but that no one is awake (or around) to notice.

And a glimmer…added a fountain to our little pond in the bird garden…

Much love, peace, and glimmers toy you!

~kat ✨✨✨🌸💚🌸✨✨✨