Category Archives: Essays

a belated day 205

a series of lunes amidst a mercurial retrograde
(3/5/3 words or syllables)

when the ink
on history’s page has dried
future plagiarists repeat

just because
the sun has risen
there is joy

consider your story
every detail, good and bad
to find yourself

tell me lies
because truth scares me
I need bliss

many things
offer us a choice
choose wisely

I stopped counting
stars, for there were many
and cruel acts

let us join
the revolution
compassion

I stopped listening
the moment you started speaking
listen to yourself

dawn’s first light
shines brighter than at midday
we grow complacent

memories of ago
should be dwelled on sparingly
life is now

~kat

Once again I ran out of daylight yesterday and missed my midnight glimmer deadline. You shall have two today. This belated offering and my weekly reverse. 

When I was younger I was quite the night owl, able to burn the midnight oil and often most prolific in the wee 3 am hours when only shift workers and witches frolic under the stars. As I wind down toward the end of another decade I am finding myself drifting off mid-verse.

It’s a lesson that I am coming to terms with. Waiting until the end of my too busy schedule to write is less doable. Dawn has become a fertile time for me now, forcing me to shift my clock a bit. The inspiration is much more coherent after I have slept on it. 😴 I am learning to embrace this new season…as my blond hair shimmers gray, my body softens and slows down, and the lines on my face grow deeper; a sign of many, many smiles. That girl in the mirror is an old lady now, but her eyes haven’t changed. That spark shines brighter than ever. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you…

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


For today’s…or rather yesterday’s glimmer, I give you a glimpse into the convening of our resident artist’s consortium…nap time for me (I’m finding I need more of that on weekends these days) and next to me Frankie vigorously pruning herself…no doubt working on her next furball creation! Clearing inspiration is bubbling to the surface! 🤣🤣🤣 Life is good here in the foothills! 😊


day 203

As proof that you can find glimmers ANYWHERE…I present to you my creative furball heaving feline, Frankie’s latest late night creations. I may be losing it! 🤣🤣🤣 But you gotta admit it helps to be a bit loony in times like this.

Feline Furball Gallery by Frankie

Big Bird on a Bonsai Tree ~circa 2025 artist: Frankie

The Thin Man ~circa 2025 artist: Frankie

I hope you are inspired and amused by these amazing works of wretching art.

eye of the beholder

when the world turns dark
glimmers of light may be found
in absurdity

much love, peace, and glimmers to you. May you find a way to create lemonade from life’s lemons…or in my case discover the artistic talent of a simple house cat with a weak stomach…May glimmers of light and humor happen to you when you least expect it and when you need it most!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨🐯🐯🐯


day 202

what would their grandmas think?

grandma always said that we should never tell a lie
she spoke with wisdom, so we listened and obeyed
the truth always comes out, she’d say, don’t you even try
grandma always said that we should never tell a lie
you can spot a liar, they won’t look you in the eye
eventually you’ll find you can’t believe a word they say
grandma always said that we should never tell a lie
she spoke with wisdom, so we listened and obeyed

~kat

The lies are overwhelming. It’s all lies now. And the liar in chief is telling his followers how to deflect questions seeking the truth by repeating the latest fabrication. It feels chaotic and crazy for those not deceived by this common snake oil hawker looking to line his pockets from the suffering of others.

I didn’t think it was possible, but it does appear that the chief liar is running out of lies. When everything is a lie, people stop listening and start paying attention to what is happening in reality. They realize that they are not immune from the consequences of bad, cruel, and destructive policy. Policy that sounded good, that they voted for when it was directed toward other groups of people. Truth eventually comes to light. I learned this when I was a child. It is stunning to witness this in real time. To witness a liar drown in the overwhelming power of truth rising.

Speak truth to power. It’s never been more important.

Much love, peace, and glimmers of truth to you!


When my soul returns generations from now I would like to inhabit the body of a pampered dog…like my Gabby. She had a rough beginning, but boy did she hit the jackpot.


day 199 ~ ReVerse Sunday – 20 July 2025

Sunday ReVerse - 20 July 2025

anything
tranquility amidst the storm
when you wake up in a cloud, a pea-soupy shroud, thinking out loud…
where fences are for leaning while talking about life and the weather…

the audacious preach virtue in ignorant bliss

it’s not luxury

~kat

A gentle reminder…take care of yourself. That seems to have been the theme of this past week. Even though things have been a little crazy these days, the best thing you can do is remember to take time for yourself. As the last line in the ReVerse says…it’s not a luxury.

I leave you today with photos of a doe and her twin fawns. They are perfect and she is an exceptional mother. This is your moment to take a few moments to breathe.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 198

Today’s post starts with a glimmer. Every so often we like to treat ourselves and our pup Gabby to a run by a popular fast food joint. Gabby is particularly fond of the chicken bits in nugget form. She knows the routine well. She recognizes the sign out front as we approach, and when we pull up to the order kiosk and that happy voice from beyond welcomes us…she starts dancing in her seat and licking her chops. In mere moments some nice person will be handing us a bag of lovely smelling goodies. It’s the best possible outing ever. After lunch she settles down for a long afternoon nap, content and happy.

It made me wonder. What things in life make me happy? What, if I had a tail it would be wagging, feeds my soul…gives me bliss?

Honestly, I had never given it much thought before now. I love shopping in book stores, especially used and vintage books. I love everything about it down to the dust and the smell of aging pages bound in hard back. I love writing and reading and learning new things, I love figuring out the names of things in the woods where I live, be it a tree, a flower, or an insect or animal, and learning more about them. Oh…I love cheesecake! And a tall glass of tea on ice in summer, and a good cuppa hot with honey when I need warming up or calming down.

I know I should do more of these types of things…actually make time for them, not as an afterthought or merely when I can fit it into my schedule. It is not really treating oneself, but rather, self care to do the things that feed our souls. My wish for you this weekend is that you have the opportunity to spend some time doing something you love…oh and baking things… that’s another one. Thinking I should make a nice pound cake this weekend. It’s been a while!

Much love, peace and happiness glimmers to you…Gabby stopping by the fast food window on a car ride happy!

simple pleasures

it’s not luxury
to indulge in happiness
it is essential
self care, not as afterthought
but as blissful time well spent

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


Today’s poetry form is the Tanka. Five lines, syllable count: 5/7/5/7/7