Dew-blessed silken petal; by your ethereal scent.

We are lead out of the nest; and gather for our daily bread.

You dispel the holy darkness; call us each to drink one tear.

And in that wine the work; of hope in mourning begins.

We are lead out of the nest; and gather for our daily bread.

You dispel the holy darkness; call us each to drink one tear.

And in that wine the work; of hope in mourning begins. 

"Her poetry is a poetry of brevity that manages its effects through precise, yet evocative metaphor."
--Richard E. Lee, PhD Professor Emeritus CSULB

"Immerse your senses and sensitivities in Kathleen's works."
--Cynthia Brackett-Vincent Editor, The Aurorean