nature’s dark side is fierce, magnificent perfection where survival is life
~kat
I was delighted to see a rabbit and her young stop by the feeders this evening.
But not far from the scene a black rat snake slithered out from under a nearby log. He was on a mission making his way across the yard toward the hummingbird station.
I watched him as he watched the hummers flitting for a sip and zipping away. No harm…I thought at first but he was a bit too intense in his glare. When he shifted into a coiled position I decided to intervene by spraying water on him to send him on his way. I discovered just how fast this predator is as he rushed away from me and hid under a propane tank nearby. He’s out there. He’s always been out there. But now I know. I’ll be watching. At the ready to defend, but I also know that he will manage to hit his mark when I am not looking. It’s survival after all. Nothing personal. And I have to admit that he is a beautiful specimen. I watched him for almost an hour, fascinated by his skilled stalking method. I just don’t care to watch him eat.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! stay safe out there, be kind, and don’t be afraid to help others.
beneath all the bitterness there is a whisper of light I still dream of us crushing this life overcoming every storm singing our song together as the rain drenches us to the bone
a ReVerse…heatwaves, oppression, and revolutionary kindness
earth barely breathing… the rising mist that smells of musk feels like hot breath on your skin, I am already dreaming the fiddler plays in the rain as they pull the plug on a dying nation’s life support prayers of souls, woke, cling to hope for the dawn but it’s too late, the deed is done it takes some effort, you know, to hate Each of us is called to stand, to show the world we care compassionate acts touch hard hearts one by one sometimes reality is too great a burden to bear
~kat
When I look back over the past few weeks as recorded by each day’s poetry, thoughts, and glimmers, it is no surprise that I needed a pause to rest; to assess, to realign my priorities, and most of all to recharge. It’s been a rough time for many. It can be hard to hope and easy to feel as if resistance is futile (as the saying goes).
They…yes they…unfortunately, we are in an us and them reality now, and they would like us to believe its over. They would like us give up. They want to turn us against each other by spreading lies and by turning up the gaslighting.
But we did not come this far with our souls intact to concede defeat now. Revolution comes at a price and requires unflinching commitment and courage. We can’t all take to the streets, but we can all be kind. We can’t all rush to the front lines, but we can help a neighbor, or a stranger. Even the simplest thing…a smile with intentional eye contact…a nod, can change someone’s world for a moment. I have witnessed it firsthand. The moment when a tiny spark ignites in someone’s eyes when they realize that you see them and they realize they are not alone.
So let us all recharge our batteries in whatever way we need to. And let this revolution commence, one spark of kindness, compassion, and glimmers of light at a time. We are all weary, but we are not alone. We have each other.
Much love, peace and glimmers of light to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it here as a review of the past several weeks.
it feels indulgent to bask in sunlight and birdsong at dawn to pretend for a moment that everything is normal sometimes reality is too great a burden to bear
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you, ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
The turkey chick is growing so fast. It is a spunky little thing . But the hen always has a close eye on it!
thoughts on the most horrible, awful, terrifyingly sad day of a crumbling nation
silence is best when there are no words when nothing one says will change what is done when voices of reason now quelled; go unheard silence is best when there are no words when lies beget lies; when truth feels absurd compassionate acts touch hard hearts one by one silence is best when there are no words when nothing one says will change what is done
~kat a triolet poem is an 8 line poem that follows the following rhyme and repeated line sequence:
A (first line) B (second line) a (rhymes with first line) A (repeat first line) a (rhymes with first line) b (rhymes with second line) A (repeat first line) B (repeat second line)
another irrelevant holiday
If our forefathers saw us now, this Nation they held dear Do you think that they’d be Proud of what we have become? Every word that they declared Now silenced with a sneer Delivering hate for all to see Enriching greed with none to spare Now the people live in fear Can democracy be restored? Each of us is called to stand, to show the world we care
Don’t expect a celebration on this day from me As the powerful destroy what’s right and good for us, our progeny You know it’s true this faux Independence Day
~kat An Acrostic Poem is a poem where the first letter of each line spells out a word, name, or phrase, often related to the poem's subject
Another twofer. With, of course some glimmers to soften the blow of the last few days. We are halfway through a year of glimmers. Obviously I have shared some repeat glimmerers. You probably know I have some favorites.
Some favorite Glimmers from the archive:
I’m sorry…I just didn’t have it in me to write what I was feeling yesterday. I needed to sleep on it. I needed to see another beautiful sunrise to assure me that life can only be lived in moments now as many of us wait for that oppressive, heavy left shoe to drop. For some of us it will come sooner than others. But none of us are immune from the hate and cruelty of the current government. I woke this morning to light! Just the glimmer I needed to get me out of bed, when in truth I’d be just as happy to stay here for the weekend, pull the covers over my head and hide…but that’s not healthy…I know. Thank you Sun for being the constant I so need in my life right now.
And thank you Nature for holding me close under a lush canopy of green. Thank you cool morning breeze that is fragrantly sweet from newly cut grass, thank you wild creatures…the deer, the squirrels, the turkeys, the songbirds, the crows, and thank you my domestic critters, Gabby, Matilda, Frankie, Schrödinger, Mr Bean and the fishes, for loving me unconditionally and for giving me a reason to get up each day. Thank you as well to you dear readers, for stopping by and letting me know you see me. And to my family and friends, for choosing to share this life with me.
I have so much to be grateful for..so many reasons to light a fire in me to continue this little act of rebellion here. I will not be silenced. I will write from my heart what is true…and I will always, always, always choose love, and kindness.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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