Kathy Sherban resides in Peterborough, Ontario, Canada, she is a writer, poet and author of Accidental Poetess, Poetic PicaZZo’s, Brain Babel: A Poet’s NoiZe and That’s Amore. Her work has also been published in numerous global anthologies and international literary magazines. 

Love True Blue

I saw you 
in moonlit dreams
your dark silhouette
over rippling streams
A chill in the air
the whispering winds
shivers of pleasure
caressing my skin
A scent so sweet
it had to be you
the heart remembers
a love true blue
Guided by instinct
under cover of night
ever so slowly
your image takes flight

Gold Diggers Ball

Money, Money, Money
I said welcome y’all
here we are, here we are
at the gold diggers ball
Sweet sugar babies
all dressed to the nines
with laser beam focus
read between the lines
They work it, twerk it
two by two
from across the room
they are watching you
watching you
Ohhh, sexy ladies
they’re hot, hot, hot
a convoy of trouble
ready or not
They come
dripping in diamonds
seeking foreign exchange
looking for sugar Daddy
some love prearranged

The Reaper

And…just like that
calm turns to storm
with conflict brewing
life changes form
Enter the Reaper
a marauding beast
savaging, ravaging
fury released
From ice driven tears
to memory-stained cheeks
the stench of chaos
havoc is wreaked
An emotional heist
of hijacked mirth
a quiet reminder
of all you are worth
Ten thousand seconds
a minute or hour
time takes prisoners
when darkness devours