the circus
the elephant is sitting
in the middle of the room
having left its corner though
no one seemed to notice…
an elephant is no small thing
but we were distracted
by flying monkeys and rats,
so many rats, termites gnawing
through the walls, ants and roaches
reducing the foundation to dust
it was the elephant
in the middle of the room…
an elephant is no small thing,
perched on a pedestal,
a blue ball balanced
vicariously on his snout
that held our attention
as the walls came tumbling down
~kat
I need a glimmer. When this happens I head to the hills…(out my back door) and dear Mother Nature draws me in. She’s fading these days into gold, orange and crimson, as if to say, kat, what you really need is a good long nap. I’m not entirely convinced that is a good idea with winter’s blight closing in. But she shushes me with a lullaby as soft as new fallen snow, and whispers as I drift to sleep…spring is coming.
and just like that…in my dreams the circus disappeared, as circuses do, leaving only sawdust in its wake…
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
like mercury colliding... 