Category Archives: Social Issues

day 307

Autumn Fading in the Foothills…a Call to Let Go
~ kat 2025

the trees know
.
the
true tyranny
of
this season requires
letting go as the nights grow colder,
darker,
a call to surrender
to weather winter
purified,
stripped of vanity

~kat

How easy it is to lose one’s soul to smugness. A few clean sweep victories for the blue team and it takes every ounce of decorum I can muster to keep myself from gloating. From wanting to poke those I know of maga persuasion to remind them that they are on the wrong side of history on this. Fortunately, it is a battle played out only in my monkey brain. I’ve lived long enough to know how fragile opinions and long held beliefs can be. Misguided though they may be, there is nothing I can say to sway the status quo. So I just let it go, remember to be kind and practice silence in mixed company. It’s not a hill I am willing to die on.

But that does mean I don’t care, or that I don’t do everything I can to right the destructive direction we’re on. Democracy still matters. It’s worth protecting and fighting for. So I voted. With millions of others, and this time we won. It’s a small glimmer of hope. The encouragement I needed to keep going. Gloating doesn’t serve anyone. But edging us a wee bit closer to the perfect union we aspire to where all people are free, cared for, and treated with respect and compassion. I know. It’s a lofty goal. But at least for today democracy showed signs of life, and we the people found our voice.

I know it’s not over. We have a long way to go before we eradicate the hate and greed that has overtaken so many. By letting go of my need to be right, by being kind, I just may spread a little light. That is my hope for us all. To hang on until dawn after this dark long night of the soul of our nation.

much love, peace, and glimmers of hope to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 305

What will your life be like in three years?

it’s a date

three years from today
meet me in the hills
I’ll brew us some tea
if we are here still
the future we dreamed
the battles hard won
we’ll tip our warm cups
in the light of the sun
no longer afraid
to be seen or to speak
freedom and justice
restored to the meek
if we have survived
I’ve no doubt we will
we’ll talk about weather
here in the foothills

~kat


day 300

the circus

the elephant is sitting
in the middle of the room
having left its corner though
no one seemed to notice…
an elephant is no small thing
but we were distracted
by flying monkeys and rats,
so many rats, termites gnawing
through the walls, ants and roaches
reducing the foundation to dust
it was the elephant
in the middle of the room…
an elephant is no small thing,
perched on a pedestal,
a blue ball balanced
vicariously on his snout
that held our attention
as the walls came tumbling down

~kat

I need a glimmer. When this happens I head to the hills…(out my back door) and dear Mother Nature draws me in. She’s fading these days into gold, orange and crimson, as if to say, kat, what you really need is a good long nap. I’m not entirely convinced that is a good idea with winter’s blight closing in. But she shushes me with a lullaby as soft as new fallen snow, and whispers as I drift to sleep…spring is coming.

and just like that…in my dreams the circus disappeared, as circuses do, leaving only sawdust in its wake…

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


Day 297~ Daily Prompt

How much would you pay to go to the moon?

Mar-A-Luna 

You ask me this, as if you assume
I had the slightest desire…the moon?
To leave this beautiful, life-sustaining
place that I have known…i love my home
i think I’ll pass…but glad you asked
the price I’d pay to send away
a certain orange man with tiny hands,
his team of loyal hacks…now that
is worth considering, the lunar scape
suits this lot, cold as ice, core of rot
barren land paved with debris
two-faced, a dark side no one sees…
what wouldn’t I pay…it makes me giddy
to think of it, oh my! Would be a pity
to let this opportunity pass…you asked,
What would I pay? Let’s just say
anything and all to my last penny!

~kat

It’s been a rough week for democracy y’all. Well, let’s just say DT struck the final blow when he demolished the East Wing of the people’s house. We are not a democracy. There are no longer three separate branches of government. Congress has abdicated its responsibility, the Supreme Court majority is in lockstep with crowning the executive branch a dictatorship. The rule of law is dead. And the fourth estate has been silenced, cowed underground. SMH

So when I saw today’s daily prompt on WordPress I had to smile. It broke through the angst I had been feeling and gave me liberty to imagine an alternative reality to the current nightmare. I may have spent more time than is healthy crafting my poem and artwork for this one…but you know…desperate times do call for desperate measures to make sense of the obsurd.

So I started with my response to the prompt question…and then, once I allowed myself to muse at the possibility of freedom and liberty from our current state, i couldn’t help myself…I came up with my blueprint for Mar-a-Luna. Hey…a girl can dream.

It may not count as a proper glimmer but I do hope it relieves some of the tension of this current time, and makes you smile. I’ll try to share a proper glimmer once I head out into this beautiful world. But for now…

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 295

vespers

here in the mountains all is well, the sun is setting
it’s hard to tell, to imagine the peril we're in
as I lay me down to sleep, I pray this alt-reality to keep

~kat

Some days, imagined glimmers are all that my heart can muster….we drift toward the light when our hearts are troubled.

Much love, peace and glimmers to you

~kat

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨