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Na/GloPoWriMo Day 1

corvid clemency 

forgiveness from crows
is an honor, when bestowed,
not to be tested,
the faces they remember
rouse ire fueled by vengeance

~kat

Day One Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Prompt: write your own tanka – or multi-tanka poem. Theme and tone are up to you, but try to maintain the five-line stanza and syllable count.

Tanka is a traditional Japanese poetic form consisting of 31 syllables arranged in five lines with a 5-7-5-7-7 structure. Originating over 1,300 years ago, it is a deeply emotional, often melancholic form centered on love, nature, and personal reflection. It often features a pivotal “turn” (kami-no-ku to shimo-no-ku) between the first three lines and the last two, offering a “long haiku” with more depth. 


A note about today’s poem:

The crow featured above is special because it is actually against a crow’s nature to forgive. a year ago one of their comrades died at my crow feeder. It was clear after this unfortunate event that my murder of crows thought I had something to do with its demise. As a result, they avoided me like the plague. Of course I was heartbroken. I kept putting out peanuts for them which they staunchly ignored. (The squirrels and blue joys loved having those treats all to themselves!) And then one day one of them got brave, I assume, and helped himself to a peanut. I was persistent and it seemed to pay off. Before long a half dozen, more than my original murder of three granted me clemency. They visit me everyday now. I am honored to have regained their trust, and believe me I don’t take likely the trust they’ve placed on me. It’s a true blessing. So of course the fellow above while paired with my cautionary tanka, is also my glimmer for today.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨



NaPoWriMo 2026 – the early bird


the early bird

they want you to believe
that there are worms
aplenty
for motivated
early risers
so we set our alarms
for still dark o-clock
splash our faces with
cold water and down
crushed coffee bean mud
to join the robins
who will tell you
that you must break ground
before dawn
to win the race
it’s all a lie you know…
the worms have built
an entire network
underground
unsettling the soil
still…
you will spend
an entire lifetime
early-birding it
until just the promise
of worms
draws you under
where the hint
of fresh-plucked carrots
dangles just
out of reach
as night-crawlers
churn in your gut
burrowing beneath
your skin
ending the ruse

~kat

Early bird entry for NaPoWriMo 2026. It is what it is. That’s what you get at 4 am!

Busy day of work ahead. Leaving you with a glimmer just the same…a snapshot of my sidekick Gabby. She was very sick several weeks ago. A nasty tick got her and we we thought we might lose her. But she is back, recovered, and stuck to me like Velcro. Every day is a gift. 😊

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨


a daily prompt I can relate to

If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?


bouquet muted

though faded
they are beautiful 
a rose is 
and always will be
by any other

~kat

Happy National Caregivers’ Day

so…I missed it

I didn’t know that there’s a day, well,
there was a day
commemorating caregivers
I might have been more intentional
had I known
I might have taken time
to savor a cup of tea
finishing it, before it turned cold
I might have … oh, I don’t know
celebrated, a little. lit a candle,
cooked my favorite meal,
watched an entire movie…
I might have even taken a day off
an entire day, from my day job
just because…instead of saving
those hours…those days for appointments
for those unexpected plot twists
when showing up is not an option,
when being there is all that matters
because I love them…

it’s just as well, not to have wasted
eight hours paid, to sleep most of them,
because you know that’s what I would do
sleep…then apologize
for sleeping, for taking a break,
for trying to remember
my dreams upon waking,
only to realize
I stopped dreaming years ago

so, happy belated caregiver day…me

for better or for worse,
you know
I said those words, out loud
decades ago
and I meant them

just knowing that there was a day
even if I missed it
softens the load,
gives me a brief glimmer,
reminds me of how strong I am
and how fragile
just knowing

maybe next year…

~kat

Just knowing that there was a day to remember caregivers gave me a moment’s pause, a smile, and the realization that somewhere in the universe there was someone who thought it was important enough to let me, and others like me, know that they see us and appreciate us. As glimmers go, you can’t get much better than that. Well, you could, I suppose, but this one feels pretty darn good!

Much love, peace, glimmers, and gentle care for those who care…

~kat

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day 370 – night writing

Where can you reduce clutter in your life?

just doing my part…if I must be up at 3 am then I may as well add my voice to the revolution at hand…

Magnetic Poetry – The Poet’s Kit. My go to “glimmer” in the wee sleepless hours of the night.

Much love, peace, relief from the insanity of our troubled world, kindness, and glimmers…many many glimmers so you don’t lose your way in the darkness….

~kat

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day 369

What snack would you eat right now?

snack attack

I will take my snacks
in high-octane liquid form
thank you very much
steaming espresso lattes
are my newest obsession

~kat

It’s the gift I didn’t know I wanted or needed, especially since I am a morning Earl Grey tea with sweet cream kinda girl. But oh my…my oldest daughter has convinced me! “You have to have an espresso machine!” she declared, gifting one to me several days later! 

All I can say is bu-bye morning Earl Grey…my caffeine boost just went turbo-espress-o-la-latte!!!! I’ll see you, Mr Grey at tea time! 

This may not be what most consider to be a glimmer…but every time I glance at it, it makes me smile! 

Much love, peace, and espresso latte glimmers to you!

~kat

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