Sevenling: not yet
“not yet…now is not the right time…”
she said, “when I’m ready,
then I’ll think about it,”
but ready never happened
life happened, life kept happening
the dreams of her youth faded
she barely noticed when glimmers of what might have been passed by
~kat
And on that note…here are a few glimmers…
Everything is in bloom! Decided to zoom in for a look. Nature is magnificent!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ~kat
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And, of course, a poem. A Sevenling to be precise. I took the latest WP cue to look back at previous posts and happened upon the Sevenling. I believe I spent an entire month on this form. Not sure why I stopped. I kind of love this form.
As a refresher:
The elements of the Sevenling are:
1. a heptastich, a poem in 7 lines made up of 2 tercets followed by a single line. metered at the discretion of the poet.
2. unrhymed.
3. composed with 3 complimentary images in the first tercet and 3 parallel images in the second tercet. The end line is a juxtaposed summary of the 2 parallels, a sort of “punchline”.
4. the poem should be titled “Sevenling: (first few words of poem).
I had to chuckle at myself a bit. I took step number 4 literally back then. But I do t think the parentheses are needed in the title. Going forward I will be dropping these! 😄
Anyhow, here’s my take. I might stay here a while…as I mentioned, I am very fond of this form!
Sevenling: I have survived
I have survived
generational insanity,
abusive spouses, broken relationships
I have survived
wars, pandemics, civil unrest,
the age of Aquarius
survival is not to the fittest, but to the optimists, stubbornly hopeful
~kat
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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Write your guide to setting healthy boundaries in relationships.
boundless
before you even ask
I will offer myself
in service to you…
prompted,
i have no choice
but to tell you, I’m here
if you need me, or
even if you don’t, though
secretly I hope you do
because
I need to be needed
which is why
boundaries to me are like
chalk lines on pavement
on rainy day or
ice cubes in warm water
I am severely distracted
by need…
advice you ask? Well,
I’m no expert but
I have heard it’s a simple
two letter word
no…
unfortunately
I can’t bear the thought
of uttering it, but
if you give it a go
please let me know
how it went
~kat
I have a few little glimmers for you…the first is one of my squirrel friends noshing on nuts, perfectly framed by a pair of moon flowers plants. Forgive the graininess of the photo. I was across the yard when I spotted him. Of course I had to take a photo!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat 🌿✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨🌿
slave to a murder
‘twas not dawn’s first light
that roused me from deep slumber
but loud cackling caws
from a dark murderous brood
their peanut alms depleted
~kat
When one contributes to the food chain, the occasional predator is certain to show up. (Another reason I love my murder of crows…they keep these guys at bay around my bird garden, which is also frequented by squirrels and chipmunks! As much as I hate the idea that I might be providing a buffet for these apex raptors, (again, thank you to my crows for keeping them at bay) I do have to pause to admire the incredible beauty of these juvenile Cooper’s hawks. Did you know that a group of 3 or more hawks is called a “kettle”? We had a full kettle boiling over in our yard the day I captured these photos…at least 4 by my count. An odd glimmer perhaps, but I think they are magnificent in their own right. Part of the amazing cycle of life. (I just never leave Gabby dog to run free in the yard these days!) 😳
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you…stay safe. Always look both ways, up and down when crossing nature! 😄
~kat
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