Fall revealed the rot
of branches hidden in spring.
I can't deny it
exists to avoid my pain
lest it consumes the good left.

Song Choice: Praying by Kesha

This poem was created for a prompt given by Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, A Skyflower Friday: Goodbye. Hop on down to the pond to see more poetic inspirations from the rest of the Toads. It is also linked to Poets United: Poetry Pantry 381


Matcha's perfume wafts
from cradled porcelain bowl
tasting of springtime.
My spirit needs this moment
to remember my purpose.

A sketch of one of my newest tea bowls

This poem was created from a prompt given by me over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads: Creature Comforts. Hop on to the pond to see what the rest of the toads have to say on the topic of comforts. It is also linked to Poets United Poetry Pantry 380.