day 269 & day 270

just a glimpse 

I imagine you there
just beyond the mist at dawn
your voice singing softly…
or is it the birds, the breeze
sifting through the tree leaves
a lovely chorus of life living
that reminds me of you
the fog, a taste of heaven
dusting the ground in these hills
like a veil, allows me a glimpse
of heaven…if heaven were a place

~kat

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in all ways

strange
how hearing your voice
melts
the time and distance.
it matters not how long it has been
or how
far…me here and you there
one word transports us
to that place
where time disappears

~kat

It’s been a very busy weekend. But I wanted to leave you with these tiny glimmers. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 268 ~ a glimmer and a haiku

autumn sunset

it never gets old
crimson horizons at dusk
peace in the foothills

~kat

day 267

Today’s Glimmer…my co-worker Gabby…actually more like a micromanager…but it is lovely to be loved by a creature unconditionally.

I decided to give you today’s glimmer first. I wrote the poem below in the wee hours of the morning…the dreaded 3 am wake up call…so I’m saving it as an afterthought today.

I am so grateful to have a job. But I’m growing tired of the long Monday through Friday grind. It’s clear, though I had dreamed of it, there will be no retirement for me. Rising costs and increasingly limited resources necessitate working as long as they’ll have me. The song is true…the rich get richer and the poor…well you know.

Of course I do acknowledge that I am rich in so many ways, as evidenced by the unlimited glimmers surrounding me, just waiting to be noticed. But reality costs money and work is the necessary evil that provides. I also realize how fortunate I am to be able to work…to keep pace with a time clock. Like the old saying, “I can rest when I’m dead” implies…the road is long…and I’ve got myself a bit longer to go…

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


in limbo

stuck,
silenced by fear.
death
would have been kinder
memories of banishment keep me
in line
conditional freedom knows
no bounds, surrender,
recompense
for speaking the truth

~kat

(a pi-archimedes poem / 3.1415926535 - syllable count per line).

day 266

random thoughts at on a rainy day

I am not your enemy
I’m not evil, I not hateful
my heart does bleed for
righteousness and justice,
for equality and compassion,
for community…for peace,
for the underprivileged,
the marginalized, the sick,
the immigrant, and refugees,
like my ancestors who came here
seeking a better life and freedom
because I believe, as they did,
in hope, in a constitution that says,
all men (and women) are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
I am a proud progressive patriot
I believe this nation
has the potential to be great…
not through division and hate,
but by being the beautiful,
big tent, melting pot, that our founders’
envisioned; a colorful tapestry
crafted from patches of silk, cotton,
wool, satin, suede, and spandex
I believe in the truth and telling it
no…i am not your enemy…
even if powerful people,
intent on hoarding more
and more for themselves,
would like you to believe that I am
once upon a time,
I was your family, your neighbor,
your co-worker, your friend…
in my heart I still am

~kat

For today’s Glimmer, I invite you to “Find the Deer”. It’s a CB part of my morning walk, scanning our property and the bordering forest. Sometimes all is quiet but for a few squirrels chattering and the plop, plop sound of hickory nuts falling from the tree limbs over my head, hitting the ground around me (thank goodness I’ve thus far escaped being knocked on the noggin…knock on wood!) but this morning the young bucks were out. One has shed his velvet and a very strange raw look about his tiny antler points. At any rate join me on my walk and play along… do you see them? Their coloring has darkened with the season from fawn colored to a light brown. I’m fascinated by the natural changed in the environment and its wild residents as they settle into survival mode, winter and hunting season looming.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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day 265

after-rain

spent storm clouds disburse
skies blush amber-red at dusk
mist floats through the hills

~kat

For your glimmer today…a bit of humor using the photo I took of the western lawn this evening. IYKYK…☺️

Much love, peace, and comic relief glimmers after a crazy day. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

another rapture, another disappointing dose of reality. They’re all still here!