vining up from
seed to root along
an ancient path
through rocks and
frosted earth, tendrils
of eden softly dawning
~kat – 18 March 2017
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)
vining up from
seed to root along
an ancient path
through rocks and
frosted earth, tendrils
of eden softly dawning
~kat – 18 March 2017
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)
she is more than a
whisper, lovely in pink
petals, light and honey
sweet…she is a goddess,
crushing death so
that those who sleep
beneath the rocks may
rise from the shadows
to life…gorgeous, raw,
luscious, lusty, wildly
alive, she is spring
~kat – 11 March 2017
(Magnetic Poetry-Original Kit)

it’s just a weed
you know it’s true
it’s just a weed
with blooms of blue
the first to rise
you know it’s true
feast for our eyes
a sign of spring
the first to rise
though winter clings
with one more frost
a sign of spring
seems all but lost
it will not die
with one more frost
it will survive
it’s just a weed
it will not die
it’s just a weed
~kat – 9 March 2017
(A Terzanelle Poem)
weeds
the loveliest flowers
bloom to life when
earth is cold and wet
and gently greening…
spring is but a
breath away
~kat – 4 March 2017
(Magnetic Poetry – Nature Kit)
Ode to days of inclement warming
when dew collects in fat droplets,
and green shoots burst from the earth;
buds bulge from fragile limbs,
birdsong on the wind.
When days grow long
and nights wane.
It’s time.
Spring!
~kat – 24 February 2017
(A Nonet Poem)