day 87

bleeding hearts

our hearts…they bleed more every day
as the world’s woes chip away
small pieces of our tenderness
we’re not alone in our distress
over the cruelty on display

we cling to hope though, come what may
decry the wrongs they’ve put in play
they’ll find that they cannot oppress
our hearts…

determined, we will find a way
to root out hate, it’s not okay
our voices will not be suppressed
our power is togetherness
you cannot break us, not today
our hearts…

~kat

I needed a rally cry today. It’s exhausting, trying to keep up with the latest left shoe dropping in what has become a massive depository of left shoes. Those us us with two left feet should be overjoyed…I’m not BTW…overjoyed, that is. I’m exhausted.

I have been reconnecting with friends and acquaintances to check in on them…to see how they’re doing in the midst of all the chaos and destruction in our country. Some responses have given me pause…”I’m doing great! It’s about time our government leaders clean the swamp…” That is not an answer I hoped to hear, but it lets me know where I stand, and who I can trust.

Now more than ever it’s important to identify the safe places and people in our lives, and to establish meaningful connections with them; to check in with each other regularly. This is not a time in our history to go into hiding, hoping the storm will blow over eventually. We know from history that apathy and avoidance is seen as acquiescence to malevolent oppressors seeking power and control.

So…today’s glimmer assignment, should you choose to accept it…reach out to those glimmering souls in your universe. Be a light for them and surround yourself in their light. “They” (the powers that be) want us to believe we are powerless. That’s a lie. We have each other…and we are legion.

Much love, peace and glimmers to you…btw…I see you ✨💚✨

~kat


Today’s poem is a Rondeau.

The rondeau is a French form of three stanzas, totaling fourteen lines. The rhyme and rhythm are very strict.The first stanza is a quintet (five lines), the second is a quatrain (four lines), and the third and last is a sestet(six lines).

The rhyme scheme is aabba aabR aabbaR. R stands for the refrain which is the first four syllables of the first line of the poem. The rhythm is iambic tetrameter (four beats per line) except for the refrain which is iambic dimeter (two beats).

And one more thing…

Tom stopped by with a word of wisdom. You see, turkey toms generally do not appear this hunky and handsome. But they know how to gussy up, to take up space, to become larger than life by poofing their feathers as they strut into your space. It’s impressive…and intimidating. If we let it, our hearts can do the same for us. Compassion, Love, and Kindness takes up space and is strikingly impressive in the presence of hate. So in a world of MagaDons, (sounds like a dinosaur doesn’t it?! I think it’s time for them to become extinct!)…in the meantime, you know what to do…be a Tom. ✨💚✨


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