Category Archives: free verse

Na|GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 25

retirement lost

it was a reasonable goal, when I was
young, naive enough to trust the promises
of politicians who, by the way, never keep promises…pay into the machine, they explained, in fact, we’ll help you…we’ll pass a law to nab it (I mean deduct it)
from your hard-earned, blood, sweat and
tears, wages…skim it right off the
top, so you don’t even miss it, for
safekeeping, in a special fund (unless
of course we need it for, say, millionaire bailouts, those poor, rich misers who long
to be billionaires…just a bit…you won’t
even notice…and we’ll raise the age,
people are living longer, healthier, these
days you know…to balance the books,
add a sliding scale to incentivize you to
work and pay longer into the slush…
I mean security fund…potāto…tomăto…
just wait until you’re 65…66…66 and
4-5-6 months or more…or if you’re
feeling immortal, retire at 70…72 in
a few years more to maximize your
return…it’s just a few years…it’s a
gamble…what a deal… you live long
enough…they’re betting you won’t, and
actually have a plan for that too, cancel
accessible, affordable healthcare…but
I digress…it was a reasonable goal when
I was young and naive…as 70 fast
approaches, this year in fact, I suppose
I made it, beat the odds, will finally claim
the ultimate reward, that big payout, except
I won’t be retiring any time soon…I can’t
afford to do that…thank goodness I still
have a job and enough of my wits to work it

~kat

Na|GloPoWrMo 2026 Day 25 Prompt: Today’s challenge asks you to write your own poem in which you use at least three metaphors for a single thing, include an exclamation, ruminate on the definition of a word, and come back in the closing line to the image or idea with which you opened the poem.


I’m calling today’s glimmer “mission accomplished!” There is a certain satisfaction in accomplishing a task without any leftover parts! Our resident plecostomus has outgrown our meager 30 gallon fish tank…perfectly fine for tetras and snails, but totally inadequate for a monster, prehistoric looking ground feeder. We decided to gift our wine cabinet buffet hutch to a young couple we know…we don’t even drink wine!!! What were we thinking when we thought we needed that piece of furniture in our dining room…pass a shot of good bourbon on the rocks if you please! 😉 I ordered a rush tank cabinet and it arrived this week. Managed to dolly it up to the back porch and set to the task of piecing it together…let’s just say I am an expert with an allen wrench, the go-to tool for all furniture kits from China! A short three hours later, I had completed the project! It is beautiful, sturdy, and will make a nice addition to our dining area…and I can’t wait to introduce our pleco to his new digs! There are sure to be more photos to come!!!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ~kat

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


Na|GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 22

Na|GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 22 Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own poem in which the speaker is in dialogue with him or herself.

I had a few thoughts on this one…

1~

the spider

I won’t be able to sleep
I can’t just leave it there
What if it wanders?
in the dark,
on the ceiling over my head,
watching me, waiting
for the right moment
to drop!!!
I can’t sleep
while it’s under the same roof!
I know what I need to do
roll a magazine, or
maybe get a broom…
yeah, a broom, that’s good
distance between me and IT
take aim and swing,
but I don’t dare miss…
what if I miss and it gets away?
Can’t let it get away,
I’ll never find it
It’ll just be out there, somewhere
until it drops on my face!
I’ve never seen one this big
I wonder what kind it is?
I should google it…

No googling, focus!
I can do this
steady now…
I can do this…
but it’s so beautiful,
even if it is terrifying…
I CAN’t DO THIS!

I’ll get a Tupperware bowl,
scooch it inside with the lid,
and then transfer it outside
I’ve got this…I’ve got this…oh my…
OH MY!
whoa, that was easier
than I thought it would be
I knew I could do it…I knew it
there you go little guy…
there you go…
NOW…I can sleep!

~kat

~2

voices in my ear

you know you want to
it’s wrong, don’t do it
no one needs to know
but you’ll know, you…will…know
somebody’s gonna do it, might as well be…
no! Not you…you know what your mama
always said

your mama! don’t see nobody’s mama here
well she’s here…she’s always here between
your ears…

ugh…for Pete’s sake, it’s JUST A COOKIE! your favorite…you know you want it.
it IS your favorite, chocolate chip with
macadamia nuts…

that’s right, knew you’d come around, it’s gonna be so good…
you really don’t NEED it though, it’s the
polite, right thing to do…just leave it…
walk away

wait, don’t, oh well, one day you’ll realize that your sacrifice is all for nothing! Anyone else would have taken that last cookie, and not given it a single thought…
yeah, well you’re not anybody, you’re
your mama’s daughter…like she always
said, “right is right”

yada yada yada…

~kat

Today’s glimmer is a real beauty. First full bloom of our moon flower. While it can be highly toxic to people, but the bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds, seem to love it, especially when it blooms at night. I was able to catch a photo in the morning! Fascinating plant.

Much love, peace, and night glimmers (or at the very least, sweet dreams) to you.

~kat

💚✨✨✨🌝🌸🌝✨✨✨💚


Na|GloPoWriMo Day 21

smiley kat

smile…
even as the world
crumbles
people seem to like it…a lot
some even smile with you
some, sometimes, no matter,
those other sour souls,
reeking of suspicion, hostility,
get a wink and a giggle
just the same
and a swift exit stage left
ain’t nobody got time for that

so smile…smiley kat
until your face hurts
until your heart breaks
until your soul shrinks into
those dark unsafe places where
memories of horribles hide

some warriors use a shield
but you, smiley kat, you
flash those pearly whites
stand tall, look ‘em straight
in the eye, and hope they
don’t see that tear welling,
turning those baby blues, bluer
allergies, you blurt, there’s
always that…pollen has been
brutal…but you’re a pro you know,
they nicknamed you well
the monsters
of your wildest nightmares

~kat

Na|GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 21 prompt: In your poem for today, we challenge you to write your own poem in which you muse on your name and nicknames you’ve been given or, if you like, the name and nicknames for an animal, plant, or place.


Today is my youngest daughters, my identical twin girls’ birthdays. They, along with their older sisters, are the reason I live, my joy…my glimmer of hope, my greatest contribution to the world. Happy Birthday “Gigi” and “Mimi”, I’m so proud of the kind humans you’ve become! ✨✨✨💚💚✨✨✨

~mama kat

much love, peace, and glimmers to you…✨💚✨


Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 17

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 17 Prompt: For today’s challenge, write a poem in which you respond to a favorite poem by another poet.

Today’s poem is in response to Mary Oliver’s question in the last two lines of her poem, “The Summer Day“.

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”


just breathe

what a wink and a blink it is
this life that we rush through
as children, wishing we were grown
as grown ups, longing for our youth
we find ourselves at twilight wondering
where the day has gone, but dwelling
on what might have been robs
the present precious moment,
over in a flash…if I must, I’ll plan to
pause, to savor every breath I’ve left
because in the end, having breathed
slow and deep, second to second
is life…is more than enough

~kat

Random Glimmers today. So many wonderful moments! Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨


Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 15

it’s not love

you say you love
cheesecake,
strawberries and
oh my gawd…chocolate,
chocolate anything,
you say, is TO DIE FOR…
um..okay
puppies, kittens,
baby giggles…weeping
willow trees, dogwoods,
the ocean, salty air,
smell of newborns,
right up there with
puppy breath, roses,
honeysuckle, lavender,
lilacs, wisteria…(sigh)
the smell of fresh cut
grass..green peppers and
onions frying, bread baking
you say you love
books, rom-coms, Olympic
curling, football,
wearing the color fuscia,
black, and fuzzy slippers,
how fickle of you to
declare love for
all these things
all at once or only when
the occasional object of
your declared affection
presents itself, faithful or
not, love is just an
overused, four-letter,
meaningless word, these
days, objectified,
unrequited, unreciprocated
love me, love me not…
in the end you’re left
with a petal-less flower

~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 15 Prompt: Today, we’d like you to write your own poem that muses on love, but isn’t a traditional love poem in the sense of expressing love between romantic partners.

A Quick Glimmer…some graceful friends spending their afternoon on the edge of the woods. One if them resting in the shade on a hot, sunny day.

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