Category Archives: free verse

day 269 & day 270

just a glimpse 

I imagine you there
just beyond the mist at dawn
your voice singing softly…
or is it the birds, the breeze
sifting through the tree leaves
a lovely chorus of life living
that reminds me of you
the fog, a taste of heaven
dusting the ground in these hills
like a veil, allows me a glimpse
of heaven…if heaven were a place

~kat

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in all ways

strange
how hearing your voice
melts
the time and distance.
it matters not how long it has been
or how
far…me here and you there
one word transports us
to that place
where time disappears

~kat

It’s been a very busy weekend. But I wanted to leave you with these tiny glimmers. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 266

random thoughts at on a rainy day

I am not your enemy
I’m not evil, I not hateful
my heart does bleed for
righteousness and justice,
for equality and compassion,
for community…for peace,
for the underprivileged,
the marginalized, the sick,
the immigrant, and refugees,
like my ancestors who came here
seeking a better life and freedom
because I believe, as they did,
in hope, in a constitution that says,
all men (and women) are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
I am a proud progressive patriot
I believe this nation
has the potential to be great…
not through division and hate,
but by being the beautiful,
big tent, melting pot, that our founders’
envisioned; a colorful tapestry
crafted from patches of silk, cotton,
wool, satin, suede, and spandex
I believe in the truth and telling it
no…i am not your enemy…
even if powerful people,
intent on hoarding more
and more for themselves,
would like you to believe that I am
once upon a time,
I was your family, your neighbor,
your co-worker, your friend…
in my heart I still am

~kat

For today’s Glimmer, I invite you to “Find the Deer”. It’s a CB part of my morning walk, scanning our property and the bordering forest. Sometimes all is quiet but for a few squirrels chattering and the plop, plop sound of hickory nuts falling from the tree limbs over my head, hitting the ground around me (thank goodness I’ve thus far escaped being knocked on the noggin…knock on wood!) but this morning the young bucks were out. One has shed his velvet and a very strange raw look about his tiny antler points. At any rate join me on my walk and play along… do you see them? Their coloring has darkened with the season from fawn colored to a light brown. I’m fascinated by the natural changed in the environment and its wild residents as they settle into survival mode, winter and hunting season looming.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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day 264 ~ autumnal equinox 2025

✨✨✨Autumnal Equinox…Sounds of the season.✨✨✨
Autumn calling

all things being equal
day to night, light to darkness
temperatures cooling
time to consider
letting go as leaves fade
and trees surrender to the wind
change is coming, change is here
darkness is looming
night will consume the day
for a season it will seem
as though the light
will never be as bright,
but remember, seasons come
and they go…it’s just
a matter of time before
the fragile balance shifts
once again, and spring
emerges from winter,
let us stand in the balance
all things being equal,
together, our hearts warmed
by hope, compassion and truth
we are not alone
let the harvest commence
with blessings enough
to keep us through
the coming winter…
blessings enough
to grace us all

~kat

Today’s glimmer is the sounds of dusk on this beautiful, magical Autumnal Equinox.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat 2025


day 255

endless dusk

when did the sounds of dusk
become noise, an excruciating
background din, a dot, dot, dot,
no exclamation point, not even
a period to bring some sort of
closure to the drama of days
that never end, rousing me
once again at 3 am as if the
wee hours could hold some
semblance of sanity, surrounded
by soft breathing and cat purrs
and the unsettling disquietness
of my brain trying to make sense
of the senseless…insomnia…
like a damned thief in the night
delights in the daytime exhaustion
it creates, no rest for the weary
as another dusk with no answers
creeps in, a symphony of crickets

~kat

My sister is here on an extended holiday, and it has been lovely, truly, to have her here. As we have for decades, we live on separate coasts, she on the western shore of the Pacific and me in the East in an Atlantic bordering state. Our worlds couldn’t be more different. And yet there is a comfort in having her so close; to connecting with the only person in the world who shares the experience of our formative years. It’s a gift that I have only recently come to appreciate.

She helped me feed the deer last evening, delighting in them as they emerge from the wood’s edge. It was wonderful experiencing what has become a daily commonplace thing through her eyes. But what most took me by surprise was her stunned amazement upon hearing the night sounds of the woods when we arrived home from the airport late at night. It’s a sound that I hardly notice. What a gift it has been to be reminded of how wonderful this place is. Home.

Today’s glimmer is a feeling and a wish that you too might have the opportunity to recognize and bring into focus once again the lovely blessings that surround you.

Silly me…I forgot how amazing the sound of crickets on a clear moonlit, starry night is, until I joined my sister’s astonished delight as I spent several magical moments with her in my driveway.

It’s been a rough week, but a sweet ending to it. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 254

no cause for celebration

they got him
justice will be served
swift and cold
as the rush
to opposite camps
widens the chasm
that is breaking us
into us and them
good radicalism vs bad
the long arm of the law
applied only to non-loyalists
and our nation’s leader
fomenting hate
for non-cult members
on faux news…
they got him
for the senseless death
of yet another victim
in the growing number
of those who have become
martyrs to a culture
of unregulated militias
a legacy left to survivors
to sort out if they hope
to have a future
I used to hope
for the future
now I’m good
if I live to see
another day
that is enough
even if it’s not

~kat

I have been struggling this week. No one…no one should die an untimely death at the hands of an assassin with a gun. Not Charlie, not Fletcher and Harper, not Melissa and Mark and their beloved dog Gilbert, to name those recently added to the list of casualties from gun violence in this country. It is heartbreaking.

But what is even more disturbing is the way that these events are dividing us. There is an all or nothing test being applied in this most recent tragedy. People of all persuasions are being pressured to join the posthumous edification of this person, who in life wanted LGBTQ people executed, stated that people of color were inferior, that women should not be allowed to vote, or have autonomy over their own body, and most deplorable, that a few deaths a year from gun violence was a “fair deal” to ensure 2nd amendment rights for all people over the age of 18. No flags at half staff for children gunned down, no medals of freedom proposed for congress members who are not maga, who were gunned down in their homes. But for this guy, because he helped win DT an election, and was friends with JR and JD, we should all come together in unity to honor his life. I feel terrible for his family, his wife and young kids, but I can’t, I won’t feed the narrative that he was a great patriot and a hero. He was not.

So this where we are. Gone are the days when we could be civil with each other, listen, and debate, and even learn from each other. There is only one approved way to be and believe these days. And if you‘re not on board, you’re out, the enemy, evil…I’ll spare you all the descriptors.

If I am an enemy, then may I be opposed to hate, to cruelty, to misogyny, to racism, to dictatorships, to white supremacy, to monsters who prey on women and girls, to liars, grifters, and pro birthers who don’t give a damn for children once they are born. There is more, but I’m weary of this coup. And we’re it even a full year into this nightmare.

I started the year with the intention of sharing glimmers with you every day. While I was writing this…I was visited by a pair of deer…and a few hummingbirds too (though they were too fast for me to catch a snapshot)! Nature and life moments never fail me.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨