turning the sky gray stops me from spinning not listening here…silence is bliss scent of roses infusing the air the simplest kind acts today’s not that day trying to find memories blotting out the sky names written in dust night wanes bit by bit so remember this moment the light grows a bit brighter happy with no guarantee of freedom we’ll make it through the coming year
~kat
This time of year always calls for retrospection. A look back at the past year with all its ups and downs and crazy twists and turns is a lot to digest one would think. But all I can think about are the glimmers along the way. There were so many. 351 and counting. Just 14 days to a full year of glimmers.
They say if you do something for more than 30 days, it becomes a habit. Well, I would say it has become more than a habit…this quest for glimmers…it has become an obsession! And what a beautiful obsession it is.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it here as a review of the past several weeks.
and then, just like that the light grows a bit brighter putting dusk on pause
~kat
When I was much younger there was always a certain magic in the air during the holidays. I still feel it. My heart memories remind me what time of year it is. Yes! The sun is getting brighter day by day.
Another glimmer….Gabby ~ a close up view. She always makes me smile.
much love, peace, and glimmers to you! however you may celebrate during this time of year…may it be happy.
cut flowers . in winter whisper sweet nothings to my soul scent of roses infusing the air a gift to brighten cold gray days stirring gratefulness for friendship and new memories
~kat
I had a surprise delivery today. It was a holiday gift from my boss. A beautiful bouquet of cut flowers. It truly brightened my day. Made me feel appreciated and seen. Not even the rain could dampen my spirits. The fragrance of roses, carnations, lily of the valley, sweet pea, and daisies filled my room with sweetness. Of course it is today’s glimmer.
rating whores . the polluted air waves are spilling into dens and living rooms everywhere the great (in his own mind only) D. T. has nothing Important to say…la la la
not listening here…silence is bliss
~kat
Welp…I heard that there was a presidential address this evening. My house is silent right now. I refuse to be counted as someone who watched or listened to his lies and vile blather. Ratings are something DT covets. I will not be tuning in. Nothing to see here…It’s little things I do to resist what is happening in our country.
And speaking of little things…here are a few hand crafted glimmers… wall and home decorations. Creating a glimmer to enjoy doesn’t make it inferior to glimmers that happen spontaneously in nature. All glimmers are worthy of a pause. Do you have a favorite thing that brings you joy? Happy Glimmers to you,
It’s been more than a minute since I crafted a ReVerse Poem…this one spans several weeks. But…I’m glad I waited. I love this look back, line by line capturing daily snapshots of what I was thinking at the time.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. First, the ReVerse Poem…then a a glimpse into the magnificent glimmers that have sustained me!
~kat
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A ReVerse Poem ~ Sunday, 14 December 2025
a snapshot in time
let me be a safe place for you but for a golden moment muted in cool gray a snapshot in time
i felt her presence pressing my soul breaking through the veil if I were to change she moves me unseen crystalline ice shards tap my bare skin barely capturing her magnificence, a faded photograph to anyone who sees, it’s clear, frost and lace sheltering in grace snow falls soft they don’t know they’re wild
we should not whisper oh so many times darkness fades away as promised, sure as dusk
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it here as a review of the past several weeks.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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