April 14, 2024
Without resilience, what is hope but a passing fancy?
a desert nonet
resilience is two coyote pups
traipsing warily in daylight
on a dare? rite of passage?
scavenging leftovers
gentrified desert
feeds everyone
but natives
needing
hope
©draft, Patricia J. Franz
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April 12, 2024
Roses ask a lot of the people who care for them.
anchored in your garden
they turn a cheek when clippers appear
the honeybee steps into its tiny tear
to cultivate is to feed, amend their soil
tell yourself it’s to ensure healthy roots
but they know
you just live for the bloom
cross-bred to find a fragrance of truth
what is the scent of emotionally unavailable?
©draft, Patricia J. Franz
April 13, 2024
Everything – everything- comes with a cost.
what will you pay?
a good night’s sleep
smile lines, crow’s feet
cul de sac life with a side of hot coffee
secret revealed
friendship betrayed
confession
totality
guilt-free tears
©draft, Patricia J. Franz
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Patricia Franz is a kidlit writer and published poet. She believes children, dogs, and sourdough have a lot to teach us about life, joy, and wonder. She has raised two boys, four dogs, and holds a master’s degree in Theology with a focus on children’s spirituality. Patricia, her husband, her Bernese Mountain dog, Bonny, and her sourdough starter split their time between the Arizona desert and the Sierra Nevada mountains. 
Thanks for sharing your poems, Patricia.
Wow, your desert nonet paints a vivid picture of the coyote pups and ends with a surprising punch.
In what will you pay?I love the line:
cul de sac life with a side of hot coffee
The roses poem ends with a punch too. Much to ponder here.