Magnetic Poetry and Glimmers…
touched
peaceful rivers bloom
into a thousand stars
light dancing with the wind
~kat
much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
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day 286
days 283-284-285 ~playing catch up
It’s been a bit of a whirlwind my friends. Had a biopsy on Thursday to check a troubling spot…won’t know the results for a few weeks.
Met my second great-granddaughter on Saturday, and also spent time at a fall festival with my youngest daughter’s family and three of my grandkids.
Chores and dinner with friends on Sunday. And today shopping for an alternative heat source so we are not stranded and freezing when the power goes out this coming winter…notice I didn’t say if we lose power, but when.
Oh and in the midst of all this one of my beloved crows fell ill, injured or just old, and I kept vigil, caring for him best I could with extra food, because of course he decided to do it at our feeder near our house. He was nowhere to be found today…I can only surmise he either fell victim to a predator, or picked a private place to ascend. Now my other crows are staying clear of me and the feeder. They must think I killed him. At least the deer came by this evening to cheer me up.
So…I did manage to write a few poems today. It was an effort. And I did manage to find several glimmers in the midst of this chaos. Don’t even get me started on the state of the world! Looks like the Gaza Riviera is one step closer to becoming DT’s next venture. (I am happy for the families reunited but there are still people and children suffering…). Thank goodness for glimmers. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. ~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Catch up Monday
day 282
as the crow
.
dies
the flock members
cry
for one of their own
hovering close by, never alone
cycle
of life, so bittersweet
ironically
dying crows
foretell good fortune
~kat
Pi Archimedes poem ~ Syllable count by line: 3.1415926535
A dead crow in your yard may symbolize transformation, change, or new beginnings, while some believe it represents the end of bad things. In case you missed it this is my glimmer in the midst of sadness for this beautiful soul. It’s gift to me in parting.
day 283
hypocrisy
peacemakers don’t deal in hate
they don’t destroy families, denying rights
crush all dissent, while stirring up fights
these cruel acts are not up for debate
they don’t destroy families, denying rights
peacemakers don’t deal in hate
~kat
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 thus can be expressed as ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines).
Some glimmers in the midst of madness…
day 284
biopsy ~ a haiku
it might be cancer
a benign statement proving
it’s not in my head
~kat
And finally, taking in the beauty that surrounds me. It’s moments like these that I cherish, come what may. Peace to you. ✨💚✨
day 281…fell asleep
I promise I got this one in under the wire (midnight), but I fell asleep. Long stressful day. I’m sure I needed the rest more than meeting my self-imposed deadline! At any rate here is yesterday’s poem written in Magnetic Poetry form (the Love Kit) online.
last dance
when the dance comes
to an end and the music
fades, please promise me
you will be by my side,
the two of us together
in the quiet hours of the night
remembering the light
~kat
Today’s glimmer actually just happened. My wife volunteers at a wildlife rescue nearby. She has spent a few months nurturing baby squirrels, who, for whatever reason, found themselves abandoned. She bottle fed them until they were big enough to move to an outdoor habitat to learn foraging skills. And today, five of those little angels graduated back into the wild right here on Bramlett mountain. Run free little ones, enjoy the hickory nuts from our trees. Welcome home!🥰
much love, peace, glimmers, and happy trails!
~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨🐿️🐿️🐿️🐿️🐿️
day 279
the departed
the veil
is growing thin
whispers of ancestors
haunt those who will listen, their sins on
repeat
~kat
A Cinquain ~ syllable count: 2-4-6-8-2
I stayed away from the news over the course of the day. It was good. Got my work done. Fed the critters, chatted with several friends. Today’s glimmers are those conversations with present friends…and cautionary reminders from those passed. Nothing happens in a vacuum. But life goes on living…once upon an era to here and now…to me, with memories of when etched in my soul.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
day 278
Tonight’s super harvest moon is the theme and glimmer of the day. I hope the clouds were few, giving you a glimpse of Luna’s full face.
Much love, peace and moon glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨🌝
harvest moon night
sky
infused with light
blue
as the sun flushed moon
beams behind a hedge of shedding trees
and clouds,
autumn in full color,
tapestry of gold, crimson,
brown, orange
cool air, musky, sweet
~kat
nightlight
underneath
a full harvest moon
no one sleeps
~kat
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