1- pressure gently drops, old knees ache before the storm— barometer groans
2- barometers drop— inciting my knees to sing sadly, out of tune
3- storm brews in my bones— barometer dips, aching echoes through the rain
Haiku Fun with AI (ChatGPT).
As I write today’s glimmer post with poem, I am once again feeling a bit under the changing weather. My sinuses do not like barometric changes in the atmosphere, nor do my joints! So I decided to do a simple haiku on the topic.
And just for fun I asked Chat GPT/AI to write a haiku on the topic: barometers and knee pain. Can you tell me which haiku is AI generated and which is penned by yours truly? 😊
I have to admit AI is an amazing tool. But don’t worry, you won’t find me deferring to AI to write my poetry. It is the creative process that feeds my soul! In case you’re wondering, my haiku is featured in the artwork below.
Much love, peace, and authentic glimmers to you!!!
how gently the breeze weaves through the garden at dawn roses in the air
~kat
This fellow’s name is Baldwin. He’s an ambassador squirrel who lives at the wildlife rescue nearby. Most of the critters at the rescue are rehabilitated and released back into the wild, But Baldwin’s injuries precluded him from being released. He’s a permanent resident and spends his days delighting school children and event-goers with his super-squirrelly abilities. His latest trick involves finding treats in the drawers of a tiny dresser. Needless to say Baldwin was a pro from the git-go! Good job little guy! You show us how it’s done!
Special thanks to my wife, Traci, who captured this video on her phone. She volunteers once a week at the rescue center.
some spring rains are not warm, dazzling translucent streams backlit by the sun gently quenching fragile flower petals and shallow roots…
some spring rains are angry tempests downpours that drench the sodden earth and swell the creek beds with wind-driven shards bearing remnants of winter that graze my skin before settling deep into my bones…
some might say the grass gets watered either way, but there is something to be said for kinder, gentler deliveries even if rain is rain is rain
~kat
As you might suspect, today is one of those chilly, rainy days that doesn’t quite know how to act in late spring! To add insult to injury our electricity went out for several hours. I was still able to work using batteries and WiFi hotspots, but a cup of good hot tea was not an option as I tapped away at my keyboard lit only by the gray, muted light streaming through the windows from outside. The lights eventually came back on but my mood by then had dulled. And yet, I found myself pausing at day’s end…feeling grateful that I was still able to work, that I had a roof over my head, that the lights came back on earlier than forecasted. I warmed myself some soup before sitting down to write.
It’s true rain is rain…even the bone-chilling kind. And as I sipped that savory liquid from my cup I was reminded warmth comes from within as the soup settled in my stomach then radiated out. I took a deep breath and smiled… and just like I realized that today’s glimmer appeared after all!
the skies today are overcast gray the Stars and Stripes are on display reminding us when freedom calls there is a price some gave their all we honor them the few, the brave they died believing to the grave a righteous cause worth dying for a melting pot, from shore to shore with opportunities for all who come with hopeful hearts with dreams of more may all of us the living still ensure their death was not in vain give voice to truth defend democracy in memory, proclaim Let freedom reign!
~kat
It’s Memorial Day here in the US today. A day to remember our fallen soldiers, those who died on battlefields at home and abroad. The president did his obligatory photo shot, laying a wreath at the grave of the Unknown soldier at Arlington Cemetery, but this selfish man couldn’t be bothered to pay his respects to the troops on site for the event. He rushed off to “deal with China” he said. In actually it was tee-time at his nearby golf course that demanded his attention. We can do better America. We need to do better. Today of all days it is the least we can do for our heroes who gave all.
My glimmer today? I cleaned closets. It’s a good feeling to get rid of things that no longer serve your needs. There’s a wider lesson to be gleaned from this I think. I’ll just leave this here for you to chew on if it resonates with you.
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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