What is something others do that sparks your admiration?
Truth Personified at Dawn ~ kat 2025
truth tellers
when telling the truth is revolutionary we should not whisper
~kat
It goes without saying…or maybe I need to say it out loud…truth is real, attainable, knowable, undeniable, verifiable by actual facts. Naysayers who say otherwise are lying. Which brings me to another, dare I say, truth, that should be obvious…but bears reminding…lies are not real.
Okay then…much love, peace, and glimmers to you…today’s sunrise was a true thing of beauty.
I see animals wander by everyday they don’t know they’re wild
but I am certain that they must find humans strange and most dangerous
who can really say what is wild and what is not when men kill for sport
~kat
A trio of haiku in response to the WordPress daily prompt question. I heard a report today detailing the torture happening in my country to people who have been disappeared for being assumed to be illegal. There’s a morbid irony to what is happening. Our immature, unqualified leaders are quick to defend their abhorrent actions as justified. Their cruelty is warranted “To protect the people of our nation”, so they say. How easy it is for cowards and frauds to blow unarmed boats to smithereens leaving no witnesses, and worst of all, providing no record of the crimes that allegedly doomed the victims. How easy it is to deny heath care to millions and health services to women, leaving them to die from pregnancy complications. To separate children from parents whose only crime was believing that our country might provide a better life for them if they could just get here. How easy it is for our so-called leaders to plan lavish ballrooms and hold massive banquets flaunting their gluttony while slashing food aid to the poor.
When I considered today’s prompt question I thought about the animals that live just outside my door here at the wood’s edge. Songbirds, squirrels, raccoons, turtles, snakes, deer, owls, hawks, crows, ravens, opossums, turkeys, coyotes, black bear…on any given day it is not unusual to see several of these “wild” animals. I don’t consider them wild. They are living their best lives, doing what they do, living in harmony with the natural ecosystem, contributing to its continuity.
The wild beings that I most fear are the maga maniacs who live down the road, and who would like to see me banished from their world for being different or other. Or the ice agents lurking in the shadows scoping out their next victims. Do I see wild animals? Every time I venture away from home.
We could learn from the natural world how to coexist with each other. Hatred and cruelty is a choice just as kindness and compassion is.
much love, peace, and glimmers to you. Stay safe my friends.
~kat
I can’t possibly leave you without a glimmer…there were a few. But this is one of my favorites. I didn’t happen to get a photo today, but I was looking back through my photos and remembered capturing this sweet baby. She visits me every day.
News has been more ridiculous than usual as we watch the physical and cognitive decline of our self-proclaimed great leader. I have stopped saying it can’t get any worse, because, well, you know. But today’s (or I should say yesterday’s glimmer? (I did write most of this poem yesterday…we were just away wearing ugly sweaters and doing holiday schmoozing)…as I was saying…today’s glimmer is that maga folk are starting to wake up! I won’t gloat…or even say, “told you so” but I will write about it, because that’s what I do. 😊 who says the fall of democracy can’t be fun…well not fun exactly…but I do like a bit of sarcasm every now and then!
Much love, peace, and WOKE glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
sycophant’s bawl
he’s been quite naked now for years it’s true, the emperor’s insane his court of dunces hail his name with flattery most insincere
to anyone who sees, it’s clear, the ugly truth, they have no shame he’s been quite naked now for years it’s true, the emperor’s insane
they sold their souls to profiteer for promises of power, fame but now they know who bears the blame oh they were duped, fed lies and fear he’s been quite naked now for years
~kat
btw…this poetry form is called the Rondel.
A French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats.
Schrödinger has the best seat in the house! Yes…Schrödinger exists, and is alive and well. 🥰
Bramlett Mountain Foothills…First Snow December 2025
morning hush . dawn dressed in winter white morning sounds muted crystalline ice shards tap my bare skin my lungs fill with crisp air layers of snow crunch underfoot full cold moon…first snow
~kat | 4 December 2025
Well…as promised, my disappointment in missing the full cold super moon was assuaged by a beautiful sight this morning! First snowfall of the season. It is all I hoped for. Enjoy the photos. Today’s glimmers. I hope you are safe, well, and warm wherever you are.
moon blushed night . last view this lifetime veiled behind snow-gray clouds… she’ll re-emerge in seventeen years I doubt I’ll be here, but tonight the air feels cool, electric, she moves me unseen
~kat
I was looking forward to seeing the last full super moon of 2025 tonight. As the fates would have it, clouds have hovered low most of the day. Tonight’s weather forecast is calling for the first snow of the season. This is also something I look forward to. If the snow actually does come, you know I will have first snow snapshots to share…Friday’s glimmers!
But what makes missing this particular full moon so special is that the sky position and view are something that we experience only once every 17 years. Given my advanced age, it is unlikely that I will be here to see it next time.
It got me thinking about other spectacles, events, and milestones I’ve witnessed over the years of this short life. Some may be the last time I’m experiencing them without realizing it. It makes me appreciate those moments that take my breath away…those cherished moments seared into my memory. How beautiful this life is. And how short!
Much love, peace and glimmers to you. Hold every glimmer close. You never know if it will be the last.
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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