What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?
not gonna brag…but…
words are meaningless
so instead of telling me
show me who you are
~kat
It’s been a while since I took a snapshot of my little African Violet. She’s doing well in the window facing morning sun. And she is the perfect example for my little poem in response to today’s prompt. She doesn’t need to brag about blooming. She just blooms.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
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 ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
first bloom
violet
blooms
teach one patience
~kat
Today was one of those long days. We attended a midday funeral to celebrate the life of a young man, our friend’s brother. I am not surprised that the universe provided several glimmers to see me through. Starting, of course, with my first African Violet bloom. It was waiting for me when we returned home.
Long and challenging days needn’t always result in roadblocks to peace. Although I have found that detours and roadblocks don’t always come with a map or instructions I do learn from them and if I am open to it, there are always glimmers to light my way. A few of those are illustrated below. Yes it was a long days, but it was also a full day, like the moon tonight, illuminating the darkness.
much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
two tanka tango
i had never danced
with such wild abandon
no, i wasn’t drunk
i was mortified…distressed
there was no music playing
it was quite a scene
some gawked in horror, some laughed
at me…spinning round
flailing limbs, tossing my hair
spider web stuck to my face
~kat
I had my eye exam today. The word exam is a misnomer I think. It’s not the sort of thing one studies for. I don’t know that I’ve ever failed. But age is dimming my once sharp vision. Every year my prescription gains a percentage or two. In the world of eye health, higher numbers are not a good thing. But these days we have the technology to keep the lens lightweight and slim. So, it’s not so bad.
Of course that leads me to my next daunting task…picking out a new pair of glasses. There are hundreds to choose from. Hundreds. And only a few that I can bear the looks of…actually I can barely see them. I take a photo on my phone and then look at myself using my current inadequate glasses. Invariably the one I settle on is the most expensive. But I tell myself, I deserve to treat myself every now and again. And I have good insurance that covers half. It’s a chore. And the fact that I’m saying that makes me sound old…cranky about the extra effort it takes to get along in the world.
I’m chuckling to myself, thinking, it’s come to this now hasn’t it… I am struck by the fact that I am so fortunate to be here. Fortunate to be able to do mundane things, to follow a schedule (if I forget, my animal friends remind me to tend to them at least), to have a job that pays the bills, to have friends and family.
So, my eyes are going, my joints ache, and my hair is thinning from my head and growing on my chin. But I am alive and relatively healthy. For the time it took to consider all this, to write a silly poem, to collect a photo for today’s glimmer…I almost forgot that the world around me is crumbling. And I realize too, that even if everything ends as we know it, they can’t take away the memory of today. A good day. I’m getting new glasses after all. That first step outside is always a stunner when I look at the trees and see each leaf clear as day. Something to look forward to. That’s how I get through times such as these. Moments count.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Today’s glimmers are some old favorites. One can never get enough bunny and hummingbird mojo!
day 113 ~ a ReVerse Poem
as ignorant blind fools sleep
along the forest edge I went
I refuse to blend into oblivion
Obviously, it’s clear as swamp water
done and kept anonymous
potted plants are not still life
~kat
Well, this week’s ReVerse will make you think. I tell myself that I should not try too hard to make sense of it. After all, it’s just six lines lifted from the poems written over the past 6 days. Six lines.
To say ‘it’s been a week’ is a loaded statement for sure. It’s been months of unbelievably insane weeks. No need to wait for the left shoe to drop…it’s been raining left shoes.
That said, hope feels like a very brave thing to do. In those moments in between hopelessness I have glimmers to keep me. I hope you are able to embrace the glimmers in your life as well. Be assured you are not alone.
Much love and peace to you…and glimmers, especially glimmers!
~kat
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