Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 23 June 2019

Well, this week’s ReVerse gave me a chuckle! What a jumble of lines it is. Relationships, nature, a pause to smell the roses, and reality nipping at my heels. I am up to my elbows in messy life …on overload. (It’s going to take patience and persistence to coax black kitty from underneath the neighbor’s porch. There is barely enough clearance for a cat. But at least we know he or she is alive and well.)

Life feels very fragile to me right now. Concern for a someone dear to me going through “stuff” and being unable to help, aside from showing love, concern and support, and reminding them of the truth…not always easy, missing my distant children and grand children, working long hours in what feels like futility. No matter what my team accomplishes, the company wants more and more from us. Sometimes I feel so tired.

And then the sun comes out! And I pause to count my blessings. I have a few, more than a few, in fact. And I am presented with opportunity every day to show kindness, be it to care for rescue kitties, or simply having a ready smile for complete strangers, or an encouraging word. I can let those I love know how I feel, and should every day. It’s the most important thing I can do. What a gift these opportunities are. No matter how dark the state of the world may be, I can choose to let a little light shine.

And in the words of the famous motel spokesperson, radio personality extraordinaire, Tom Bodett, if you feel yourself losing your way, “we’ll leave the light on for you.” Have a great week.

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 23 June 2019

what is a friend if not painfully honest
truth mattered, people cared
When you’re done humiliating me, a little help maybe?
somewhere a lake grows shallow
enter the light
fair weather, clear skies due west
the sun will come out tomorrow…you betcha
scent of cut grass and roses wafting
apparently strays and wildlife have our number!
don’t engage, kat, for god’s sake, just eat your toast

~kat

A ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.