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day 355

we made it
.
dawn
of the new year
bright
with potential
not forgetting the past, but hoping for
redress
of wrongs committed by
cruel hate-mongers…
a new path
forged by what is true,
compassionate, kind-hearted…
where everyone is safe, fed, and loved,
it’s not much
to ask
it’s just right

~kat

A glimmer to inspire you on this first day of 2026. Remember that poor little neglected plant I found in the garage a few days ago? This is “Harriett” on the first day of the new year. (Yes, I decided to name her). She is seizing the day.


day 354 ~ New Year’s Eve

winter deer
.
oh
to hold the pure
gaze
of a winter doe
ancient faerie soul, hooves in this world
as well
as beyond the veil
messenger of grace
heavenly
guide, symbol of hope,
rebirth, and gentleness…
deep, dark eyes that invite you to trust
your heart and intuition
through one year’s portal into the next
may beauty
and hope
sustain you

~kat

Much love, peace, and glimmers and the happiest and most hope-filled new year to you!
✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

(Syllable count per line based on this pi number sequence: 3.14159265358979323)


day 352

promises
.
they
tell colorful
lies
using sleight of hand
to dazzle the gullible…look here
look there
where the gaslight flashes
dulling blind eyes who
fear darkness
looming from others
of diminished humanity…
follow us, they say, you’re not like them
we promise to protect you
it’s going to be great…the greatest
they followed,
poor fools,
to their death

~kat

(Syllable count based on this pi sequence: 3.14159265358979323)

I don’t know any other way to deal with the erosion of the freedom and liberty, but to write about it. Sometimes in cryptic poetry, sometimes here where I spill my thoughts, the stories behind the poems. And finally to share a glimmer or two to help us hold on to the light. It often feels futile. But I also know that writing and celebrating glimmers has sustained me this far. As I prepare for year two of this nightmare…I have to believe it is enough to do what I can do. If we all contributed our little efforts, imagine what we could accomplish! 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! Remember to be kind. 

~kat

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


And now for today’s glimmer…it’s a good one. I was cleaning out the garage and discovered a pot of dry crusty soil with these determined vibrant hyacinth clusters bursting through the cracks in the dirt. Dry as a bone I was astonished to see that they were so vibrant and green, and oh so fragrant! If that doesn’t inspire you to keep going, to reach for the light, then I don’t k ow what will. Of course I intervened…resettled the dust soil around them, nestled them in and gave them a good watering. They are now in a wonderful spot under our inside grow lamp. I can’t wait to see what they become with a little TLC! So I’ll just leave this here for you.


day 341…catching up

grace in the storm’s eye 

I am easily swayed
by every wind
but there are moments
when the world
stops me from spinning
takes my breath away
and helps me to breathe

~kat

One more glimmer today. This was the first photo I took this morning. The view that drew me out of melancholy and inspired me to press on. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. 

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 339 – a ReVerse Poem

It’s been more than a minute since I crafted a ReVerse Poem…this one spans several weeks. But…I’m glad I waited. I love this look back, line by line capturing daily snapshots of what I was thinking at the time.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. First, the ReVerse Poem…then a a glimpse into the magnificent glimmers that have sustained me!

~kat

✨✨✨💚😊💚✨✨✨


A ReVerse Poem ~ Sunday, 14 December 2025

a snapshot in time

let me be a safe place for you
but for a golden moment
muted in cool gray
a snapshot in time

i felt her presence pressing my soul
breaking through the veil
if I were to change
she moves me unseen
crystalline ice shards tap my bare skin
barely capturing her magnificence, a faded photograph
to anyone who sees, it’s clear,
frost and lace
sheltering in grace
snow falls soft
they don’t know they’re wild

we should not whisper
oh so many times
darkness fades away
as promised, sure as dusk

~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 here as a review of the past several weeks.