fake news
I stopped watching for a day
it was the best day, the sky was
blue, the sun was shining, so much
for those whining that the sky
Is falling, so I went malling and
grocery shopping…it was an unremarkably normal trip, plenty
of choices, shelves stocked
even toilet paper, the good brands,
and eggs, still a bargain when you
think about it…along the way
I saw kids playing ball, people
everywhere, smiling doing the
everyday everything’s that people do
wondering how what I had see on
the news only the day before
could possibly be true.
just one day away and my reality
shifted from doom to bliss, nothing
seemed amiss, they said it would
be like this…great, and it was,
for one odd day…and this my friends
is how it happens i believe, when
isolated days turn into weeks, the
signs grow dim, how easily we are
deceived, a blink, a nod, and evil wins
~kat
And a glimmer or two, no small things in my world. My pup Gabby had a nasty growth that turned out benign…breathe kat! And my partner finally, after 2-1/2 years of unrelenting CRPS pain met with a doctor who is willing to manage the pain. Take another breath, kat. I didn’t realize how the last several years of losing so many beloved pets (3 dogs and 3 cats, and even several fish – yes I count them too), and my plunge into becoming an overnight full time caregiver while working at a full time job had taken its toll on me. The me I was…I’m not sure I even remember her. I have stopped breathing so many times in the past several years…this week’s glimmers reminded me how starved for air I am. I definitely recommend it…breathing deeply that is.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s prompt, well yesterdays actually, comes from Good Universe Next Door. I’m just not feeling this year’s NaPoWriMo music art mashups. They feel a bit contrived. I tried and tried last night and finally had to give it a rest. catching up this morning…I do have it in me to meet the general poem a day challenge! I can do it!!! 😊
The prompt: Hold it up to the light
Write a poem that reframes something that plagues you. In the draft, offer yourself some grace and hope. Just try it on, even if you don’t quite believe it at first, and see where it takes you. / Recommended reading: “Instead of Depression” by Andrea Gibson. There’s so much tenderness in this poem.
like mercury colliding... 