Category Archives: Magnetic Poetry

day 138

remember
promises are sacred, but
only if you keep them
Never tell someone
you will, when you won’t
trust is a powerful thing

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

one more glimpse into the woods...

day 132

moist

the quiet murmur
of warm rain falling softly
boughs heavy hang low
berries swelling on the vine
wild earth blushed in deep green

~kat

Moist…why is this such a taboo word? When someone utters it, people wince and cringe. Ewww!!!!

We’re having rain. Rain that can only described as moist. The air, every strand of my curling hair, my clothes, my skin all feel damp, and well…moist. The kind you feel in your bones. The kind that pools in low-lying spots on the ground. The kind of rain that breathes life into every living thing and turns the trees, shrubs and grass a deep jewel-toned shade of green. If not today when? I shall say it again with glee! How moist today is! It’s a perfectly fine word…moist…especially on days like these!

Much love, peace, and moist glimmers to you! 💦😉💦

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


A Tanka poem using Magnetic Poetry Online ~ Nature Kit


day 127

the girl in the mirror

she is still here
the girl from yesterday
whispering in my ear
do you remember me?
it’s not over yet, so live
the life you dreamt of

~kat

I know I have neglected her over the years, while existing in survival mode. Raising children, working long hours, taking care of others…This has been my life for the past several years.

But lately she has been more persistent reminding me why I’m still here. I do have a purpose. And those forgetful, crazy, busy years were not wasted. But clearly as I get older it is time to revisit some of those dreams. They are still a part of me. There is still time and nothing to lose. And a dare to myself to go for it!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. Dare to dream!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 125

Morning in the Hills ~ kat 2025
universal secrets

they surround me
ghosts of those who
linger here, though eternity
called their name long ago
their voices soft on the breeze
so we may remember how to heal

~kat

Sometimes there is nothing to say. and rather than force some words to fill the void, I embrace the beauty around me and listen to the wind. There is no better place to be (imho of course!)😉

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 122

beneath the white oak tree

to live in harmony
with nature, let the wind
breathe life into your soul
feel its purity deeply and
rest in the ancient knowing
that you are one
with everything you see

~kat

It was a beautiful spring morning here in my little spot on the planet. The trees have filled out and green in various shades has blossomed into a beautiful canopy. While it is lovely to take it all in, it’s good to be reminded that we are not just spectators but a part of all we see in the natural world. When I consider this fact it makes perfect sense to tread lightly on the planet, to conserve its resources and to take care of the earth just as she takes care of us.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

Oh…and this guy? He’s my old cousin Tom, several times removed, of course! But family nonetheless…can you see the resemblance?! 🤣