Haiku
I saw a flower
Bearing burden as a cross
White, pure in the sun
The leaves falling down
Golden coloured just for us
Each leaf
a promise
The wind is blowing
Whistling through the treetops
Foretelling a storm
No strangers are here
Things that drive us, lead us on
Ever expanding
The green frog dances
On its lily pad so bright
As morning sun crests
Smiling cockily
mumbling, strutting, mad, goat seeks
lewd mild idiots
Katherine Soto is a writer who was a special education teacher. She has a BA degree in Anthropology from CSUSB. She taught for twenty years. Married 35 years she and her husband raised two daughters. They have a granddaughter to dote on. She claims her writing muse is a dragon who rampages in her mind until she sits in the chair and writes. Her first writing was free-form poetry. She has written a scifi/fantasy fiction novel, soon to be published. She enjoys reading science fiction and fantasy books, creating art journals, and antiquing.
🤍🤍🤍 I love the purity of Katherine Soto's placement of words 🤍🤍🤍
ReplyDeleteI like your dragon =) I bet they keep you busy.
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