Today’s Glimmer! As per my routine, the deer get a scattering of corn outside the fence…the birds get seed and peanuts inside the fence. This doe decided to partake of both! 😆 when I shushed her away she cleared the fence in one graceful, magnificent leap. Took my breath away, in a very good way ✨💚✨
lost in bread dough and glimmers
I catch myself feeling content, happy even, enjoying life, sunshine on my face, breathing sweet fresh air, and birdsong how can a five-year-old boy be a criminal…the worst of the worst? sometimes I lose myself in bread dough, kneading, shaping it into a perfect round mound, the sweet smell of warm yeast wafting they were just trying to help, domestic terrorists are not helpers how fortunate I am to do work I love, organizing, scheduling, creating, planning travel for others… what I wouldn’t give to travel…far from here they disappear them one by one, nameless bodies, to fill their quota I catch myself desperate to find glimmers bright spot in the everyday, clinging to them as if they are a lifeline…they are a lifeline have you noticed the world is on fire, there is smoke burning our eyes and lungs… I vacillate between light and dark, joy and immense sorrow, hope and despair, compassion and anger… anger mostly, and survivors guilt because the monsters haven’t knocked on my door…yet I bought a whistle on a lanyard the other day, my camera phone is charged and ready for glimmers…for monsters, for recording the history that they are trying to erase there is no making sense of the lies but there is truth we all see with our own eyes
I know I’ve been away for a few days. I needed to take a break. My heart in broken for our nation. And I wonder, how can anyone still support the horrible leaders of this country. What scares me most is that people still do… ____________________
drowning in gaslight
I cannot look away, my senses assaulted by murders captured on cell phones blasted as evidence to the world, targeted death by hate and retribution, forced to witness souls released from battered, tear-gassed bodies…
“don’t believe your eyes”, they say, “we’re here to save you from terrorists”
from babies and five-year olds in blue bunny-ear hats and Spider-Man backpacks harboring fathers legally here, granted asylum, baby boys used as bait, for abduction to oblivion
in case you didn’t know, they now say terrorists are poets, gentle mothers, beloved partners, kind souls who sparkle…
terrorists are helpers, icu nurses serving veterans, who exercise rights once considered established by our forefathers whose last act on earth was kindness helping a woman, pushed down and tear-gassed then ripped from aiding her, and shot dead
I do not feel safer with these so-called terrorists eliminated, nor from the disappearing of children, of innocent neighbors singled out because of who someone perceives them to be…
no one is safe when evil rewrites and repeats history
we are drowning in gaslight, teargas and blood…and we must not look away
let us call out the true terrorists by name reclaiming the inheritance of the meek in kindness, compassion, love, and truth
A few bits of bread. A peace offering to my beloved crows who have avoided me for months since their comrade died near my feeder. They have accepted…May the healing begin! 💔💕❤️
forgiven . crows remember a face and are known to hold grudges for years it broke my heart when a crow died close to the feed tray filled with treats the other crows watched
and it seems held me to account as they mourned, I mourned…they stopped coming my beloved murder…held a grudge against me I feared, but they are back trust is a gift I do not take unmindfully may the healing begin
~kat
An extended pi-sequence poem (3.1415926535 8979323846) that tells a story and highlights my glimmer for today. I took a chance to reach out to my beloved crows who have shunned me like the plague all these months. I feel forgiven…not generally a thing crows do lightly. It makes me so happy on this gray day!
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