day’s fading
.
but
the final word
falls
to the setting sun
with a reminder assuring us
that dawn
is promised, sure as dusk
time now to settle in
to dream dreams
to rest my spent soul
~kat
More glimmers of light to keep me through the night. light is not always bright and blinding. Sometimes it is muted, in varying shades. Sometimes it sparkles. Sometimes it is a flickering glint. But always it draws us to its warmth.
Much love, peace, and glimmers of light to you.
~kat
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blue velvet
sky
after many
days
of clouds, wind, and rain
heals the heart like nothing else in life
flowers,
people need poetry
and light to heal
remember…
darkness fades away
~kat
Blue skies after days of gray is such a wonderful glimmer!
Much love, peace, and glimmers…and sunshine to you.
~kat
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blue ridge blush
.
dawn
in the foothills
glows
mountain peaks a-blush
in shades of pale vermillion
I’ve passed
these distant pinnacles
oh so many times
but hardly
noticed them ‘til now
~kat
much love, peace, and glimmers to you
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What is something others do that sparks your admiration?
truth tellers
when telling the truth
is revolutionary
we should not whisper
~kat
It goes without saying…or maybe I need to say it out loud…truth is real, attainable, knowable, undeniable, verifiable by actual facts. Naysayers who say otherwise are lying. Which brings me to another, dare I say, truth, that should be obvious…but bears reminding…lies are not real.
Okay then…much love, peace, and glimmers to you…today’s sunrise was a true thing of beauty.
~kat
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a snapshot in time
clouds parted on night three, the super moon in view
barely capturing her magnificence, a faded photograph
memories capture moments like these more clearly
~kat
The clouds finally moved on and I went outside to take a quick photo. There was fog hovering low, muting my view of the moon behind the trees.
I could have tried for more photos, but the most important thing is that I did see it. I had been so disappointed a few days ago when the full moon was at peak. Fortunately she maintained her brilliance long enough to give me a glimpse of this once every 17 year Super Moon event.
I may not be here when this moon comes back into view. The memories of seeing that big bright moon in the sky on this night will carry through the rest of my days. and who knows…I just might be around next time.
This sweet life is short. If we’re fortunate enough we may experience 80 or so springs, summers, autumns, and winters. That’s not a lot when you think about it. If the fates are kind we will know love, family, friends, and the myriad emotions that color a lifetime of experiences. A photograph barely captures it. But memories are timeless treasures. I’m happy to have witnessed the super moon of December 2025. It’s been a good night.
Much love, peace, and super moon glimmers to you!
~kat
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I took one more snapshot…full sky view. Is t she a beauty!
like mercury colliding... 