when enough isn’t
a glimmer of hope
is enough to ignore
a full bottle of pills
whispering in the dark
a glimmer illuminates
the breadth and depth
of the abyss and the edge
where cold toes grip
teetering against gravity
hope is no small thing
it is fragile, like rice paper
translucent, a parting of
the veil offering a glimpse
of the rhyme and reason
for a life unspent, adversity
holding a royal flush,
ante up, lay your bet, truth
or dare, don’t pull the trigger
it’s your move, the waiting
just a thought simmering
a thread to hang on
a glimmer of hope is enough
reason to stay in the game
~kat
Sorry for this detour from bright glimmer gleaning. Writing is my way of working through stuff…I was tempted to use an expletive here…shit…there I said it. It’s grueling to sit front row to the suffering of someone you care about.
Living in the presence of invisible chronic pain feels like balancing on the point of a needle. It is like watching the last shards of sand tumbling through the narrow passage of an hourglass, only to be flipped just in time by hope, even a glimmer is enough. I live and pray for those glimmers for those who suffer, but it’s not up to me to decide when enough is enough. And I worry every day that I’m not.
like mercury colliding... 
January 15th, 2025 at 2:47 am
It’s sad to see someone suffer
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January 15th, 2025 at 6:14 am
Yes Sadje. You do everything you can to try to help but the truth is that there is nothing you can do. We savor the good days.
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January 15th, 2025 at 8:19 am
Very true Kat 😍
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January 15th, 2025 at 4:17 am
What beautiful words. Not all that glimmers is gold, but your empathetic words about caring for the suffering shine.
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January 15th, 2025 at 6:11 am
What a true saying Violet. It has given me perspective to truly appreciate those golden glimmers. Thank you.
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January 15th, 2025 at 7:25 am
Life can seem so unfair at times and we can feel so utterly helpless. At such times I try to take comfort in those glimmers that shine through. Sunrises and sunsets, birds singing just because they can, new buds looking for warmth and light, the smile of a loved one, a familiar touch, or smell. In between times expletives are allowed, and they can help to release the frustration. Love and hugs to you both. 🤗💛
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January 15th, 2025 at 7:35 am
Thank you for your thoughtful encouragement, Peter. I do cling to those shining glimmers. There are many on any given day to comfort me. Peace and glimmers to you. ✨❤️✨
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