Unburied Hatchet
March 13, 2024 16:36
Until I saw those wasted hands, brittle as chalk, I hadn’t thought how fast the years make ghosts. I heard them once called brawler’s paws. For me, they were always more: cobras, poised to strike. But his brawling days are gone now; I could kill him with a pillow, if I cared enough to try. […]
Unburied Hatchet
It’s Funny
March 13, 2024 16:35It’s funny how I think of you So randomly – So out of The blue It’s crazy After all this time It’s been decades Since you were mine © Kait King, 2016
It’s Funny
Flower of the Day: Crocus
March 13, 2024 16:35
Spring blooms arrive one to two weeks earlier on the sunny side of the street (southern exposure.) On a walk last weekend, my friend and I passed these cute little blooms. Once we had passed, my friend asked, “It didn’t merit a photo?” I laughed because it did. I hadn’t wanted to slow down the […]
Flower of the Day: Crocus
24 Seasons of Poetry: Spring into Winter
March 13, 2024 16:34
Ahem, what happened to spring? The past four weeks in the Coast Range have seen a slide from a muddy spring backward into winter. I’m feeling a little loopy about it, which you might notice in my poems, which start with February mud and end in “What the heck?” In response to Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday […]
24 Seasons of Poetry: Spring into Winter
