they call her sir and him and he with her short hair it’s hard to tell her voice is deep, she’s butch as hell no trace of femininity with her short hair it’s hard to tell they call her sir and him and he
why should it matter anyway she’s female biologically but people judge by what they see assume the worst, shes trans or gay she’s female biologically why should it matter anyway
people fear what they don’t know choose sides, draw lines, lash out in hate a quest to make this country great those not like them will have to go refuse to learn, lash out in hate people fear what they don’t know
men o’pause
it starts with goosebumps then come the tingling flashes menopause is hot
paws of attraction
puppy breath intoxicating mind control
gone viral
doom scrolling a numbing pastime with recipes
word dump
I have thoughts things that should be said mums the word
~kat
much love, light, and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s Glimmer? It’s a little thing…sweater weather is finally here! That is all. Stay warm. Be kind. ✨💚✨
the phoebes are nesting once again a brood to fledge before the fall the dawn is filled with phoebe calls “feee-bee! feee-bee!” their sweet refrain a brood to fledge before the fall the phoebes are nesting once again
~kat
This evening I noticed a phoebe bird perched atop the nest crafted this past spring. I read that Phoebes actually have more than one brood a season. First to arrive in early spring and last to leave in mid-fall to winter in Central America, this pair of phoebes has been choosing the light fixtures on our house to nest for several years now. They are hearty, resilient little birds. Over the years we have watched them persist in the face of inclement weather and wind. Their young have not always survived but these little birds rebuild again and again. It is said that they symbolize patience, persistence, and new beginnings. An inspiration to us all to press on toward our goals even in challenging times!
I don’t have a photo of this budding brood yet… (posted above is the same nest from earlier this year) but it is certainly a glimmer of hope. What I also have is a tiny clip of the hummingbirds jousting just outside my window while I work. Today started started and ended in glimmers. I hope you too have many days like this as well!
Much love, peace, and multiple glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s Poetry Form: the Biolet
The rhyme scheme of the biolet thus can be expressed as ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines). Length of each line can vary but works best when it follows an iambic cadence.
along the forest edge I went to find a feather fallen there a bird in flight shed it, midair a tom, he was magnificent! to find a feather fallen there along the forest edge I went
~kat
Today has been a good day. The world is still crazy, but…After my day job, fixing dinner for the critters inside and outside, and throwing together a creamy white bean soup with artichoke hearts and spinach for my partner and me, I looked at my evening chore list, several tasks long, and decided after tidying up the kitchen and taking Gabby for a walk, that the chores could wait. As I write, dusk is gently dimming the light outside my window and I have my feet up. Not only is it okay for you to take time for you…it’s okay to check out from the craziness of the world. I promise you, it will all be waiting for you when you decide you’re ready to dive back in.
And those chores, the vacuuming, spot cleaning the carpets, and changing water in the fish tank will wait. None of it is critical. The most important thing is taking care of myself. It’s true I have many souls depending on me. I can’t be there for them, frankly, if I’m not here!
In fact, the inspiration for today’s poem literally fell from the sky while I was walking my dog. It’s not often the turkeys in these woods take flight, but when they do it is a sight to see! Even better is the fact that I was left with a beautiful souvenir.
So yes! I am grateful for the lessons of the past week or so where I could barely stay awake while trying to do the very thing that feeds my soul. Writing. I took time for myself this evening. It was and is a good day…a very good day. Sweet dreams are sure to follow!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Turkeys in flight weren’t the only things glimmering this evening!
Some fabulous fungus! After the rain…Heaven’s gate perhaps? A visitor on the forest’s edge.
Todays poetry form: the Biolet
It is a six line poem, and like the triolet, the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse. The rhyme scheme of the biolet is ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines). The length of the lines, can vary, and be either metered or unmetered with 8, 10 or 12 syllables per line.
it was an ordinary day nothing special, but it was good I wouldn’t change it if I could I kept it simple you might say nothing special, but it was good it was an ordinary day
~kat (Keep It Simple Stupid)
Sometimes a glimmer is realizing you don’t need an over the top, amazingly, magnificent, spectacular kind of day to feel alive. You just have to be…alive…and remember to breathe. 💚
Poetry Form: The Biolet
The biolet was invented by the Brazilian poet Filinto de Almeida and first appeared in print in his book Lyrica in 1887. It is a six line poem where the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse. The rhyme scheme is ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines). Most of Almeida’s original biolets in Portuguese were in iambic tetrameter (8 syllables), but you could also try iambic pentameter (10 syllables), iambic hexameter (12 syllables), and unmetered lines of random lengths as well.
how tempted am I to lose myself here deep, deeper still, hidden from the dawn “I’ll be back soon,” I lie, “I won’t be long.” far off the path, no turning back, no fear deep, deeper still, hidden from the dawn how tempted am I to lose myself here
~kat
Poetry Form: the Biolet
The Biolet is a six line poem, and like the triolet, the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse. The rhyme scheme of the biolet thus can be expressed as ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines). The length of the lines can be in iambic tetrameter (8 syllables), iambic pentameter (10 syllables), iambic hexameter (12 syllables), or in unmetered lines of random lengths.
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