Monthly Archives: November 2024

Magnetic Haiku

It’s been a minute since I dabbled in magnetic poetry. You should give it a go…it’s good for the soul. Peace and love my peeps! ✌️🫶🖖

Find the online magnetic poetry tool HERE. I used the Happiness kit and the Nature kit today.


when comes the wind

when comes the wind

the winds come
and the trees hold ground
for their roots run deep and wide
from seedling to sapling to towering timber
they have learned to bend
when the tempests rage

the winds come
and the house holds firm
for it was built on a solid foundation
from brick, to plank, to shingled roof
its walls crafted to shelter kith and kin
when the tempests rage

the winds come
and i shall keep this space sacred
for my ancestors, my children, myself
from maiden to mother to crone
i've grown in perseverance, grace, resilience
when the tempests rage

~kat

the elephants

the elephants

it’s hard to ignore the elephants
they’re showing up everywhere these days
it’s hard to ignore the elephants
proponents of fear, malevolence
be cautious friends, what you do and say
they’re watching you, in a creepy way
it’s hard to ignore the elephants

it’s hard to ignore the elephants
they live next door, you’re never alone
it’s hard to ignore the elephants
they know what you choose and where you spend
they’re following you, they’re in your phone
nowhere is safe, not even home
it’s hard to ignore the elephants

it’s hard to ignore the elephants
who judge and convict with full rancor
it’s hard to ignore the elephants
so beware if you are different,
female, vulnerable, foreigner
it’s coming soon, their vindictive purge
it’s hard to ignore the elephants

~kat

Still processing…still coming to terms with what and who this country is. And trying to figure out as a gay, senior, female citizen, how to survive the coming years, with promised threats from the new leaders coming in who are against my very existence and ability to survive. I used to think being kind, living under the radar, minding my own business and not making waves would be enough to live a good life, to be safe. I am having a hard time believing that now. The winners in our recent election are emboldened and meaner than ever. And they’ve got an agenda that promises to make life a living hell for the marginalized, immigrants, refugees, lgbtq+ folk, women, non-radical evangelicals, progressives in general, law-abiding truth tellers, the elderly, the poor, and middle class. It feels like a nightmare and I’m trying to fight the urge to shut down and go into hiding. I’m tryin to find the courage to step out and join others in the fight, but I’ve got to admit, I’m tired folks. Why can’t we all just live and let live and mind our own damn business. The reality…this reality sucks. Which is why I’m putting this out here. Sharing my truth with whoever takes the time or is interested is reading it. And if you’re still here, peace to you. I’m a survivor…and I’ve got a little light still. We’ll get through this. It just sucks that we have to fight to do it.

Peace, hope, light, and love y’all.

~kat


70,916,946

70,916,946 

seventy million, nine hundred sixteen thousand, nine hundred forty-six
sparks of light flicker in a sea of darkness
believers in love, compassion, inclusion,
justice, truth, civility, kindness, peace
we cling to hope as winter closes in

seventy million, nine hundred sixteen thousand, nine hundred forty-six
despite what you may have heard
is proof beyond a shadow’s doubt
that you are in good company,
light bearers shining for all to see

seventy million, nine hundred sixteen thousand, nine hundred forty-six
reasons to grieve, to take time to heal
to cling to the promise of spring…
of a bright dawn after the darkest night
to protect each precious ember of light

seventy million, nine hundred sixteen thousand, nine hundred forty-six
did not a landslide make, nor mandate
for those who choose the ways of hate
may love’s light lead us from the edge
and gather us to forge the path ahead

seventy million, nine hundred sixteen thousand, nine hundred forty-six
hold space for victory in this fight
one day we’ll surely get this right
just not today, true change takes years
so rest your hearts for now, we need you here

~kat

what is unseen

what is unseen

it’s unsettling
her sudden, bleak nakedness
but…her roots run deep

~kat