our resident raccoon left his signature on a chair cushion on our back deck… he likes the peanuts we leave out for the squirrels…yes, little fellow. We see you too!
a ReVerse poem ~ 10 August 2025
there was no music playing no reapers to sow a thousand suns faded to black a brood to fledge before the fall Gabby, my dog, rolled in deer shit today teach(ing) patience
~kat
There is nothing like a reality check to keep you balanced and grounded. I grew concerned at the trend of this week’s ReVerse poem…my favorite lines decidedly grim. Enter my little angel dog, Gabby who illustrated perfectly to me toward the end of this week how allowing the chaos and craziness of the world to stick to me is exactly like rolling in shit! And this, while all around me the wonders of the thriving natural world and the goodness of people being kind elude me, sort of.
As evidenced by the glimmers I did notice it’s clear that I gave them at least moment’s thought. It’s like lifting one’s head out of swirling, deep, rough water to catch a breath before being pulled under once again by the undertow. As if the universe hasn’t been on overtime of late throwing me safety line after line, I have fallen into a whirlpool of worry.
It took a cute little dog covered in ick to snap me out of it…and of course this week’s ReVerse retrospective to see that, like Dorothy from Oz, I have had the power to click my heels back home all along. I had always believed that it is a rocky, winding road to get there. At least that’s what I had been told…but I am realizing home is not somewhere out there, or even over the rainbow, as lovely as that sounds. Home is inside of me. My heart and soul know the way back to center. That little voice inside is starting to break through the noise. It’s as profound and simple as that.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
And in case there was any doubt, here’s a snapshot of this past week of glimmers gently screaming at me to get a life…my life to be more specific….thank you universe!
as ignorant blind fools sleep along the forest edge I went I refuse to blend into oblivion Obviously, it’s clear as swamp water done and kept anonymous potted plants are not still life
~kat
Well, this week’s ReVerse will make you think. I tell myself that I should not try too hard to make sense of it. After all, it’s just six lines lifted from the poems written over the past 6 days. Six lines.
To say ‘it’s been a week’ is a loaded statement for sure. It’s been months of unbelievably insane weeks. No need to wait for the left shoe to drop…it’s been raining left shoes.
That said, hope feels like a very brave thing to do. In those moments in between hopelessness I have glimmers to keep me. I hope you are able to embrace the glimmers in your life as well. Be assured you are not alone.
Much love and peace to you…and glimmers, especially glimmers!
a baby’s soft breath an angel to give us hope… eventually you’ll find you can’t believe a word they say when the world turns dark in the best and the worst of times life is now we grow complacent listen to yourself the greatest revolution stars, for there were many offer us a choice (we) need bliss consider your story just because future plagiarists repeat
~kat
Last week started with joy! A new life born. My great-granddaughter joined our growing clan to the waiting arms of a family that will love her, nurture her and celebrate her. This against a backdrop of a world in turmoil. Clearly the darkest remnants of our collective history repeating itself in a horrible, frightening way. Because I had a front row seat to the extremes of wonderful joyous news and what has become a daily assault on our humanity, it go me to thinking. As I reflected on this week’s ReVerse I wondered…
You know the saying ‘history repeats itself’? What if, because that is true we shifted our focus not on the worst of humanity…the dark history of our past, but on the triumphs, the astounding successes of this modern age, our capacity to love, show compassion and kindness? Couldn’t it, wouldn’t it be lovely if our focus shifted things and ushered in a repeating of that element of our history. The good, the heroic, the brave and triumphant stories also exist. While the doom news rarely considers it profitable to report on such things, there is nothing stopping us from retelling the inspiring stories in the hopes that they too might be repeated, and exponentially so. Just a thought. A glimmer of hope. May all of history repeat and may acts of kindness, compassion, fairness, justice and peace trump the stories our dark moments.
Much love, peace and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s glimmer is a meme I happened upon after writing today’s post…a new word… melorism. It’s a thing! I love it when the universe sends these little glimmers of alignment to encourage me to carry on. 🥰
anything tranquility amidst the storm when you wake up in a cloud, a pea-soupy shroud, thinking out loud… where fences are for leaning while talking about life and the weather…
the audacious preach virtue in ignorant bliss
it’s not luxury
~kat
A gentle reminder…take care of yourself. That seems to have been the theme of this past week. Even though things have been a little crazy these days, the best thing you can do is remember to take time for yourself. As the last line in the ReVerse says…it’s not a luxury.
I leave you today with photos of a doe and her twin fawns. They are perfect and she is an exceptional mother. This is your moment to take a few moments to breathe.
there is a whisper of light survival is life just a glimmer…
ignorance, I won’t confuse you is hard to believe would they care? lunacy ensues
sunlight shimmering through trees when it’s our time we’ll fight to stay
~kat
I love today’s ReVerse poem! It perfectly encapsulates the past week that vividly reminded me how fragile and temporary this little life of ours is. So many incidents of loss in the midst of indescribable beauty and resilience was the theme of the week. The highs and the lows. The rollercoaster that is life where we are often holding on for dear life, trying not to lose our hats or our heads as the wind (and water) sweeps through us. Moments of quiet, of peace, of life going on, with barely enough time to look back, reminding me that the past and not even my assumptions about the future are as important as the present moment. The right here, right now, and the urgency of needing to breathe deeply as this moment settles my soul.
That was last week. Before I wish you well in the coming week, I invite you to pause with me for a moment. Take a deep breath…settle into your skin and feel your heart filling…and exhale slowly. The coming week is inevitable, but this moment is everything.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s glimmer…a photo of an African Violet plant I adopted yesterday. A bit of water and feeding and it has nearly doubled in size overnight. Isn’t it amazing what a little loving tenderness and care can do! ✨💚✨
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 week.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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