
This, my friends, is a glimmer. A call to begin anew. A call to consider what is possible. We are on the cusp of hope. Dare to dream! Peace, love and light to you…and glimmers. ✨

This, my friends, is a glimmer. A call to begin anew. A call to consider what is possible. We are on the cusp of hope. Dare to dream! Peace, love and light to you…and glimmers. ✨

deer at the bird feeders
how lovely, these three
deer friends happened by, their grace,
prompting me to breathe
we coexist peacefully
sisters from different mothers
~kat




snowscape at dawn
i could be, should be
with so many chores to do
but i’d miss this view
the sacred morning stillness
of a night’s snowfall, at dawn
~kat
We’ve been iced in for a week now. Last night a new layer of snow topped the ice. A part of me might be panicking a wee bit. Even if we needed to, we can’t get to the main road. I could be panicking, but I am choosing instead to embrace this respite from the world. We are safe and warm. We have a secure roof over our heads, electricity, water, food in the cupboards and toilet paper. 😉 The sun, and temperatures above freezing are forecast over the next few days. For today and maybe even tomorrow, I am going to do my best to break from the busy-ness that has dominated me for years. I may even stay in my pj’s for two days. Imagine that! If you know me, the thought of doing nothing has been an unthinkable proposition for a long, far too long a time, I’m sad to admit. Taking my cue from this detour from the race…thank you winter snow for the grace to just be… 💚
Peace and glimmers to you,
~kat
when hope is just a glimmer
there will sometimes be days
just like this one has been
a long twenty four hours
that drags on without end
a bleak, languishing dirge
I assure you my friend
it won’t last, it just won’t
because dusk’s round the bend
and the night, and sweet dreams
you can hang on ‘til then
just remember to breathe
a deep breath slowly in
then sit for a moment
while remembering when
you have been here before
find your center of zen
exhale all your troubles
repeat, do it again
until you feel peace
and calm settling in
please don’t fret, you’ll be fine
it’s a lot to take in
when the world’s spinning wild
no beginning or end
there will sometimes be days
just like this one has been
it won’t last, it just won’t
I assure you my friend
peace and glimmers to you…
~kat

KISS
it was an ordinary day
nothing special, but it was good
I wouldn’t change it if I could
I kept it simple you might say
nothing special, but it was good
it was an ordinary day
~kat
(Keep It Simple Stupid)
Sometimes a glimmer is realizing you don’t need an over the top, amazingly, magnificent, spectacular kind of day to feel alive. You just have to be…alive…and remember to breathe. 💚
Poetry Form: The Biolet
The biolet was invented by the Brazilian poet Filinto de Almeida and first appeared in print in his book Lyrica in 1887. It is a six line poem where the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse. The rhyme scheme is ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines). Most of Almeida’s original biolets in Portuguese were in iambic tetrameter (8 syllables), but you could also try iambic pentameter (10 syllables), iambic hexameter (12 syllables), and unmetered lines of random lengths as well.