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
Oh look! Another sunset…
sunsetting
.
due
eastern skies at
dusk
tell their own story
softening the glare of a day’s end
easing
us gently into night
~kat
wait, what? Turn around…before you miss it…
…and that, is the rest of the story!
much love, peace, and subtle glimmers to you!
~kat
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at dusk
the sun knows how
to leave a day
wild, in color, and fierce
bright tendrils of light
streaming through trees
only to be swallowed
by the night
~kat
and the lesson here is…go down fighting…never give up.
in the fog of a non-war
it was a war that wasn’t a war, so we heard
defense long replaced by that offensive word
when asked, “what’s the plan?”
they all shrugged, “ask the man…”
“spill the files!” yelled the crowd, undeterred
~kat
No one knows why the Iran non-war war was started. Several spokespeople listed their personal guess…out loud, mind you! And worse yet, there is no plan or strategy going forward. Pick a reason. Any reason is as good as another.
Because of an unsubstantiated eminent threat
Regime change! Though the regime is still standing…less one bad guy and several of his friends…and innocent people…and troops…
We didn’t start it, but president DT is going to finish it…. Wait…what?
To settle a score….retribution…now that is as believable as any other reason.
Because DT woke up one morning and decided he was done dealing.
Or oil…Venezuela was a roaring success…right?
To liberate the people from an evil leader,…so declared the kettle…if you know, you know
To divert our attention away from the chaos here at home, or the files, remember the files? Rest assured we will never forget. We will never not want the files…all.of.them, and justice served to the monsters who perpetrated the crimes described inside.
An eye for an eye, they say.
It’s a horrible mess no matter the reason headed by an alcoholic frat boy who brags about each strike like he’s playing a video game, completely ignoring the real people who find themselves in the crosshairs.
It’s exhausting, and I’m so sorry world that this is happening…to all of us.
Much love, peace…and glimmers to you. Another sunset closes the day. As sunsets go, it was pretty basic. Nothing spectacular or breathtaking, But it is a sunset. Like every dusk before. Like every dusk to come. A burst of intense light before the darkness…And hope for the dawn…
Sometimes only magnetic words will do.
And glimmers. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat
like mercury colliding... 