glimmer day 118 ~ NaGloPoWriMo 29 April 2025

a day in the life dawning 

even if I wanted to forget
they would remind me
rhythmic purrs growing
loud, louder under my bed
tiny toe pads tapping my arm
a stealth attack, razor sharp
teeth penetrating the blanket 
and my feet…OUCH! recoiling, 
my body contracting into
a fetal position, please go away
but they are relentless, my brood,
a diva dog, two white cat tyrants and 
a Schrödinger cat, jet black, who 
travels incognito through life… 
even when he’s not there, it’s safe
to assume he is…there…somewhere 
all this because it’s morning
time to take the pup out for the two p’s, time, good god mom! for breakfast…
time to get my opposable thumbs moving…
you don’t want us starving 
(you’ve heard of the old lady
with a house full of cats that ate her 
face when she died…don’t tempt us!)
no rest for the weary, breakfast is served 
just in time to watch the sun rise…
another day, another morning…
work, feed the brood, sleep, repeat

~kat

Oh, I protest…but I wouldn’t change a thing. I love living with wild souls in my home. Inside and outside I am surrounded by pure, beating hearts, some who depend on me entirely for their survival. And for my servitude they reward me with unconditional love and devotion. Today’s poem and glimmer are one in the same. The imp above is our kitty, Frankie. She’s very demanding but also very affectionate. She and her furry, feathered and scaled siblings give me a reason to get up each morning. how wonderful is that?! 🥰

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

NaGloPoWriMo 29 April 2025 Prompt:

Ordinary rituals
We do rituals all the time even if we don’t recognize them. We gather for things like birthday parties, baby showers, bachelorette parties, funerals, etc. Even these small mindfulness practices are a kind of ritual. For today’s draft, think of a traditional or habitual activity and write a poem about it. / Recommended reading: “Blessing the Baby” by Diannely Antigua