such a good listener I can tell her anything my secret keeper
~kat
My little dog, Gabby is always close by. She watches me intently, listens to my every word. And I often wonder what she must be thinking as I babble on and on. She sees my happy, sad, crazy side and follows me around like my shadow. She is my resident glimmer. We don’t deserve dogs. They are the perfect example of unconditional acceptance and love. May we all experience this perfect love at least once in our life.
moonlit dawn ~ kat 2025a trio of turkeys at the bird feeders … more cactus blooms ~kat 2025A trio of glimmers to start my day….
Meanwhile…the world…and I digress…
no bliss
oh to be blissfully unaware simply concerned about the price of eggs of a promise made delayed day one come and gone blame it on the guy before ignore the elephant in the room too soon? or too late to participate in this experiment called democracy as hell freezes over and the world burns when will we learn history repeats itself history repeats itself
~kat
and a deep breath…
thank goodness for glimmers…
Peace, Love, and Glimmers to you…repeat glimmers as needed!
I was there that day tendering moments of peace you can be kind to others diamonds light the dawn it meant everything remembering…
a great gaggle of gobblers passed by and moments of zen I’m sure you’re thinking there is no safe place
it was a good day until rain fell dawn to dusk darkness fading defying abject cruelty touching my heart and soul deeply how are you doing?
the price is high, this choice you made drenching earth where seedlings rest time to breath the earth will bloom
i’m having a moment much ado to do resting in quiet peace the time to be prepared is now an impressive confidence they’re special that way
born of magic I am a survivor it’s an unbearable burden blanketed under winter
you owe it to yourself you know grace before a storm we are not broken sometimes when words fail it’s time that i accept the truth
~kat
It’s been more than a minute since I have put together a ReVerse. 35 days to be exact! My my how time flies when the world as we know it is imploding! Today’s creation spans all the way back to January, on the eve of Inauguration Day here in the US. It’s been a whirlwind hasn’t it? But we have survived on glimmers. Those daily glimpses of light in the darkness. They say if you do something for at least 30 days, it becomes a habit. And we need those glimmers more than ever now. Have you found it easier to notice them? I do most days. Like anything practice makes perfect!
So….Remember to breathe…and remember to be kind. It’s been a revelation to look back at what I was thinking over the course of a very eventful month and some. I’m giving it a moment to settle before pressing onward.
Be safe, be kind, be you, and no matter what the coming days hold…Peace, Love, and many, many more Glimmers 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 as a review of the previous week…or in this case, over the past 35 days.
I don’t exist only for you I’m also here to live for me it’s time that i accept the truth
I’ve wasted almost all my youth by serving other people’s needs I don’t exist only for you
with the time I have left I’ll do the things that make my soul feel free it’s time that i accept the truth
I’ve dreams that need attending to places to go and things to see I don’t exist only for you
it’s hard to do but I’ll push through becoming who I’m meant to be I don’t exist only for you it’s time that i accept the truth
~kat
Easier said than done. Being the oldest daughter, caring for my sister and dad over the years of my mother’s illnesses and hospitalizations, being homeless, surviving amidst my family’s disfunction, I suppose I was hardwired at a young age to put my needs last if at all. I know how to survive, how to make things happen for those around me, but not for myself. I am in awe of people who go after and live their dreams. But the older I get the more I realize it’s not selfish…it’s okay…it’s more than okay to put my needs first. To set boundaries. To treat myself the way I have treated those around me all my life. It’s a tall task. It feels weird and unnatural. But I am determined to give myself permission to dream a little dream of what could be. Wish me luck. 👍
Peace and self-loving glimmers to you! You are worthy of every good thing. Yes you!
~kat
Villanelle
When you’ve got an obsession or another intense fixation, write about it in a villanelle. The villanelle is a poetic form that originated in France, initially as a variation of pastoral poetry. Villanelles are specifically about obsessions and follow a strict form:
winter’s fading melting away under the sun winter’s fading remnants of snow veiled in shading linger, though the shift has begun the days grow warm, spring’s soon to come winter’s fading
~kat
These days when it feels like there is never enough time (hence, this late daily posting), there is also the acknowledgement that time brings change, welcome change in the passing of one season to the next. Those in between seasons are my favorites. Autumn when the cooling temperatures bring a refreshing relief to the heat of summer and spring when the frigid cold of winters warms and a new cycle of life begins. There is hope in the in between. Dare I say “a glimmer”?!
Peace, love and warm glimmers to you!
~kat
Today we try our hand at the Rondelet. (You know I love a good refrain!). Here are the bones of a rondelet poem:
7 lines
Lines 1, 3, and 7 are refrains
Refrain lines are 4 syllables long, other lines are 8 syllables
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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