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Na/GloPoWriMo Day 1

corvid clemency 

forgiveness from crows
is an honor, when bestowed,
not to be tested,
the faces they remember
rouse ire fueled by vengeance

~kat

Day One Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Prompt: write your own tanka – or multi-tanka poem. Theme and tone are up to you, but try to maintain the five-line stanza and syllable count.

Tanka is a traditional Japanese poetic form consisting of 31 syllables arranged in five lines with a 5-7-5-7-7 structure. Originating over 1,300 years ago, it is a deeply emotional, often melancholic form centered on love, nature, and personal reflection. It often features a pivotal “turn” (kami-no-ku to shimo-no-ku) between the first three lines and the last two, offering a “long haiku” with more depth. 


A note about today’s poem:

The crow featured above is special because it is actually against a crow’s nature to forgive. a year ago one of their comrades died at my crow feeder. It was clear after this unfortunate event that my murder of crows thought I had something to do with its demise. As a result, they avoided me like the plague. Of course I was heartbroken. I kept putting out peanuts for them which they staunchly ignored. (The squirrels and blue joys loved having those treats all to themselves!) And then one day one of them got brave, I assume, and helped himself to a peanut. I was persistent and it seemed to pay off. Before long a half dozen, more than my original murder of three granted me clemency. They visit me everyday now. I am honored to have regained their trust, and believe me I don’t take likely the trust they’ve placed on me. It’s a true blessing. So of course the fellow above while paired with my cautionary tanka, is also my glimmer for today.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨



turkey cotillion

turkey cotillion 

wattles in full bloom
a sure sign that it’s spring
love is in the air

~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨


how are you…really

how are you?
.
fine
every thing’s fine
yep
I’m fine…it’s all fine,
fine, unless, of course, you consider
our prez
is bat-shit crazy…that,
and realizing
world war three’s
a heartbeat away
.
our cities are frozen by ice
while a gold, bunkered ballroom rises
to entertain oligarchs
there’ll be no cake nor crumbs for children
no healthcare
for the
ailing, no
help from spineless sycophants
drunk with power
their blood-thirst quenched by hate
.
prisons…
let’s not go there…really
let’s just say that
nobody
no body
should go there…except perhaps…well..
I’m sorry,
you asked?
I woke up this morning…yay!
that’s good, right? If only more were woke

~kat

Another pi-sequence poem (syllable count per line: 3.1415926535 8979323846. 2643383279) that I accidentally erased, and had to rewrite. That is how my day went today. Is there a planet in retrograde somewhere? Anyhow. Today’s sunset came to the rescue once again. Sorry if all these sunsets are becoming boring to you. As for me, I cherish every single one.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat

💚💚💚✨✨✨💚💚💚


setting time

setting time

these lengthening days
warmed by the afternoon sun
set the sky ablaze

~kat

It’s been a while. I’ve been passing mindlessly, from one day to the next, barely breathing. Well, I exaggerate. Obviously I am breathing. But I can’t catch my breath. Everyday another terrible bit of news spews from the spineless, malevolent fools in government. Every day, choosing ways to manage rising basic living costs by deciding what we can do without. Living with some sense of comfort in these times takes great effort and diligence. I’m bone tired.

My saving grace…my glimmer…the moments I actually pause from work, is at sunset. A brief few moments of watching the sky transform before launching into my night-time chores. Honestly, it is something I need desperately.

And there is writing…my love of words. I am planning to enter another NaPoWriMo exercise in a few days. It’s been a hard winter. Time for spring in every sense!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


the rain

The view outside my window today…isn’t it lovely! Rainy glimmers today…yes even in the rain…
✨💚✨

the rain

I don’t mind the rain
the sound of each droplet
tapping the ground
is comforting, the scent
of nearby lakes heavy in the air
fish and fauna, fill me
with delicious melancholy
I don’t mind the rain
even as the sky dims
a pale gray, the ground’s
verdant glow, earthy and pungent
sparks something deep in my core
connecting me to life’s force
ancient, eternal…
how could I ever mind the rain
cool, damp, messy, lingering, fragrant
some of my favorite things are these

~kat