day 237

enough…

thoughts and prayers are not enough
even when uttered by innocent children
cannot save them from bullets
piercing through the stained glass
of hallowed, hollow sanctuaries
as evil encroaches their once safe place
we have lost our way in so many ways
but our greatest sin is not caring
not loving children more than guns
allowing children to starve, to be slaughtered, to deny education,
opportunity, healthcare, safety…
it’s not prayer in schools that will save us
when amendments and sacred tomes
become idols, there is no god to listen
and more children, lives cut short, to bury

~kat

It is hard to find glimmers on a day when another mass shooter gunned down children in a church on their first days of school. I am heartbroken for the children, and for the families of those wounded or lost. Back to school, normally a joyful time for kids, has started like a recurring nightmare here in the US. 

There was a vigil in Minnesota this evening. Here’s a photo (By Jeff Wheeler/The Minnesota Star Tribune) It’s today’s glimmer. 

Photo by Jeff Wheeler/the Minnesota Star Tribune

The candles held by mourners are lights in the darkness. Even in grief and pain there can be glimmers…candlelight to remember those lost. To show up. To say, “no more”…to hope someone is finally listening. 

Much love, peace and glimmers to you.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 236

a day 

diamonds
at dawn, and at dusk
crimson skies

~kat


It’s been there all along, everyday. Shimmering glimmers at dawn when the rising sun bounces off the juniper tree leaves just so….and again at dusk when the sun drops past the horizon lighting the sky with a fire show! It happens everyday and all I need to do is notice it.

Noticing glimmers shuts out the cacophony of the world’s craziness, you know… and if you didn’t know, trust me. It does!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! The kind that stops you in your tracks and takes your breath away.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 235

colors

some days I’m blue
like the sky
watching the world
from above, or
like an ocean
waves of thought
crashing into shore
scattering sand
swallowed in the undertow
of emotions…so many…
too many to count
and some days I am red
furious, ferocious
filled with rage
with disbelief
with determination
for justice, for fairness
from a bankrupt nation
and then there are days
especially at dawn
I am green
my feet longing
to feel the cool loam,
blades of grass
pushing up
between my toes
the scent of dew
drenched earth
and honeysuckle
thick in the air
an entire 64-count
box of crayons
can’t touch
nature’s hues
but the smell
of a new box
stirs memories
of the rainbow that
colors my world

~kat

Today was a rush. Between work and other obligations a whirlwind that had me holding on. Some people might call it a typical Monday. I am weary of Mondays. Tomorrow is another day. A new day. Thank goodness!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

Gabby had a spa day…maybe that’s what I need. 🤩

day 234 ~ a ReVerse Poem – 24 August 2025

a ReVerse Poem - 24 August 2025

it’s a reflexive response
leaves break free
(it) requires one to draw from the deep well
petals of purple
made up or real, it matters not
it’s just the breeze, fall will begin

~kat

It’s certainly been an interesting week. There was a lot going on in the world and in my little corner of it. But I didn’t realize how my focus this week, in spite of everything, has been consistently on the changes coming…a milestone birthday, retirement, simplifying things in my life as I learn to let go and embrace the autumn season of my life. 

Where did the time go? I have certainly had an amazing, full life thus far and if the fates allow me a few more years, I’m think that the best is yet to come. 

Whatever season you find yourself in, take time to reflect on the blessings. They pass by in a blink! 

Much Love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 233

the forest calling…come away, come away ~kat
cool snap

the air feels cool against my skin
could this be autumn, finally here
not yet I know, but oh, I take it in
the air feels cool against my skin
it’s just the breeze, fall will begin
in due time as it does each year
the air feels cool against my skin
could this be autumn, finally here

~kat

I am slowing down these days. I tell myself it is the heat of summer. But the truth is I am getting older. Early to bed…early to rise…more often than not a nap in between. I feel it in my bones. It seems no matter what I try…more exercise, supplements, the latest, greatest remedies that promise to restore the energy of youth…it all eventually proves to be the snake oil that it is. I’m getting older. Just as summer is ending soon, I am adjusting slowly to the shift in the seasons of my life. 

Autumn brings with it a gentle letting go, it’s true, but it also ushers in the harvest! A time to celebrate the fruits of a vibrant spring and summer. I have so much to celebrate and to savor. Children grown with children of their own and children of my children’s children now too! Longtime friends, and new ones too. A home in the woods to spend the rest of my days. Words, so many words, some that rhyme and some that dance, and music and paintings, the legacy I’ll leave behind. Kind, loving, compassionate, fair…the things I tried to be. I’m not planning an exit from this life just yet…but oh what a romp it has been so far. Perhaps slowing down is just the thing I need to realize how far I’ve come, and time to take it all in. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! Sometimes the brightest glimmers come in knowing.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


Today’s poetry form…the Triolet

triolet:

A (first line)
B (second line)
a (rhymes with first line)
A (repeat first line)
a (rhymes with first line)
b (rhymes with second line)
A (repeat first line)
B (repeat second line)