Na|GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 28

Na|GloPoWriMo 2026 – Day 28 Prompt: Today, try writing a poem that follows the same beats: three sentences, six lines: statement, question, conclusion.

sleight of hand

many moths had perished flocking
too close to the gaslight. 
what is it about the flame, possesses
them, at their own peril?
once was a man-child cried fire so 
frequently, they stopped believing.

~kat

Today’s glimmer is soooo green! That brilliant after an overnight spring rain. Leaves drenched, the earth, a soft, wet cushion beneath my feet. There’s nothing quite like a good rain to feed the soul! Much love, peace, and green glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨