day 175

summer storm

there’s a deliciously 
cool breeze rolling 
through the foothills 
dancing with turned 
up tree leaves,
a welcome relief
from days of
oppressive heat, 
supper’s on the stove, 
stuffed peppers,
tomato sauce, and 
shredded mozzarella 
the kitchen filled with 
spice and warmth
as droplets leave craters 
in the dust and tap
lightly on the metal roof, 
hummingbirds sipping 
nectar, deer and turkey hens
plucking up bits of corn, 
squirrels collecting 
sunflower seeds, 
scurrying into the woods 
to take shelter, mourning
doves coo-cooing, crows
caw-cawing, goldfinches
flickering, cowbirds clucking…
my dog at my feet, the cats
chasing dust bunnies
dusk and dinner time 
when everything 
slows down and sleep 
waits in the wings
to escort me 
to dreamland, 
but I must admit, 
on this darkening, gray night
on the cusp of a storm, 
it feels as if
I am already dreaming

~kat

Three times I have written a few thoughts as I typically do…and three times while editing the draft, I have completely lost the text into the Ethernet. I think that means today’s poem is meant to stand on its own.

But I do have a few glimmers to share with you.

The first one is a snapshot of my mail order lotus flower beans that to my surprise are actually popping open and coming to life!

And the second, a latecomer from my evening walk after the storm that never amounted to more than a few drops of rain and a few impressive flashes of lightening and booming thunder…it was a dud. But I digress. Before the Gremlins here delete me yet again…I found this beautiful, magical gift from one of my crow friends.

I think maybe this crow totem may have had something to do with my technical issues this evening! 😳😆

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you…

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨