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glimmer day 101 ~ NaGloPoWriMo 12 April  2025

…and they lived happily ever after

the shoe fit
it was a whirlwind engagement
the wedding of the century
(we’re talking partridges in pear trees and lords a leaping here)
and the honeymoon…well
poor Cindy…
didn’t take long
for her to discover
her prince
had a nasty foot fetish
happily ever after?
like the American dream
may she rest in pieces
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where am I? who am I? what…?
wouldn’t you like to know
follow the yellow brick road they said
when the stocks go low
it’s time to buy
It’s exactly as we planned
I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore
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Mary’s little lamb
was fleeced by old McDonald
while Humpty Dumpty took a fall
from the tallest wall in the history of walls
bye bye miss America
France wants their statue back
it’s raining helicopters and jets
can my cat give me the bird flu
we’ll see what happens
in two weeks
that’s the $64,000 question
we already know the answer
history on repeat…no royalties

~kat

~ NaGloPoWriMo 12 April  2025 Prompt: Try writing a poem that makes reference to one or more myths, legends, or other well-known stories, that features wordplay (including rhyme), mixes formal and informal language, and contains multiple sections that play with a theme. Try also to incorporate at least one abstract concept – for example, desire or sorrow or pride or whimsy.


glimmer day 100 / NaGloPoWriMo 11 April 2025

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a candle in darkness

hello darkness my old friend
just when we think we’ve seen it all
like a candle in the wind

another blow, the nightmare never ends
as criminals plan their next cabal
hello darkness my old friend

I can’t bear to watch, the bitter end
democracy on life support will fall
like a candle in the wind

we’re spiraling on a downward trend
the people cry but no one hears their call
hello darkness my old friend

we told the truth, our differences to mend
they called us traitors from behind their wal
like a candle in the wind

there is no middle ground on which to stand
our leaders on a binge have gone awol
hello darkness my old friend
like a candle in the wind

-kat

NaGloPoWriMo 11April 2025 Prompt: take a look at Kyle Dargan’s “Diaspora: A Narcolepsy Hymn.” This poem is a loose villanelle that uses song lyrics as its repeating lines (loose because it doesn’t rhyme).  Your challenge is, like Dargan, to write a poem that incorporates song lyrics – ideally, incorporating them as opposing phrases or refrains.


Today’s glimmer…bluejays at the crow feeder. Bluejays can be obnoxious creatures. What started as a feeding tray for my crow friends has quickly become host to dozens of blue jays. I have been putting out more peanuts specifically for the crows mid-day when the jays are off doing whatever it is they do.

There are people who act like these jays. They are obnoxious and will push for their own interest above others, even if it means encroaching on someone else’s portion. And then there are those who wait, coming in at the back of the line after everyone else has had their fill. They may even find that their favorite dishes are empty by the time they come to fill their plate. And it’s perfectly fine with them. Potlucks are not about the food, they are about community, and gratefulness for having one’s needs met.

Much love, peace, and glimmers of gratefulness to you,

~kat✨✨💚✨✨


NaGloPoWriMo 10 April 2025 – glimmer day 99

These guys are finally settling down. No puffed up feathers…no strutting! I have developed quite an appreciation for the wild Turkey. Magnificent beasts…And today’s glimmer. With so many things happening in the world today. I am so grateful that these Toms came by and reminded me that sometimes it’s okay to relax and hang out with friends. Normal can be a beautiful thing, especially in the midst of chaos.


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shaded gray

endless rain, gray skies
is it gray or is it grey?
cold and dreary…it’s grey

~kat

2-

the peace worker’s piece

she was on a roll
an inspiring role
i hear it was here
that she wrote by rote
a piece about ways to peace
nothing new, she knew
but a message we’d forgot
‘twas right to write it

~kat

Today I wrote a couple of poems on topic exploring the homophone…

Homophone Definitionone of two or more words pronounced alike but different in meaning or derivation or spelling (such as the words to, too, and two); or a character or group of characters pronounced the same as another character or group


NaGloPoWriMo 10 April 2025 prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that, like Bibbins’, uses alliteration and punning. See if you can’t work in references to at least one word you have trouble spelling, and one that you’ve never quite been able to perfectly remember the meaning of.


NaGloPoWriMo 6 April 2025 ~ glimmer day 95



watermelon candy

a splash of summer
mocking fresh with “flavored as”
sick sweet imposter

~kat

I will spare you the commentary I had started to write about what’s happening in the world. Suffice to say, it’s feeling less and less safe everywhere these days…unless you’ve been living under a rock or digesting too much Fox, you know.

I promised myself when this year started, I would look for glimmers everyday to keep me grounded.

Without further delay, please join me in welcoming our first returning hummingbird back from his long journey from Central America. He’s a handsome dude. And I admit his arrival was a surprise! He started to tweet loudly from the feeder stand outside my window until he got my attention, and then proceeded to glare at me. You see, I was planning to put feeders out this weekend. My bad! He was clearly not happy that I had not prepared for his return with the fanfare he deserves! Namely a smorgasbord of sweet water dispensers.

I stopped what I was doing…working on a spreadsheet…I needed a break anyway…to get feeders out. I hoped he would forgive my error and not move on to another feeder somewhere. He made me sweat for two days. That’ll teach me! And then this morning there he was. Hanging out on the perch, leisurely taking sips of nectar.

Thank you universe for today’s glimmer and reminder that we need to take care of one another.

Much love, peace and glimmers to you.

~kat✨✨💚✨✨


NaGloPoWriMo 6 April 2025 prompt: Today’s prompt (optional, as always) veers slightly away from our ekphrastic theme. To get started, pick a number between 1 and 10. Got your number? Okay! Now scroll down until you come to a chart. Find the row with your number. Then, write a poem describing the taste of the item in Column A, using the words that appear in that row in Column B and C. For bonus points, give your poem the title of the word that appears in Column A for your row, but don’t use that word in the poem itself. I chose line 7…Watermelon…Splash…Mocking. Click on the link above to see more.


NaGloPoWriMo 4 April 2025 ~ glimmer day 93

This is a photo taken of the morning sun using my iPhone camera. ~kat
beyond the frame

my room has frames of living art
shades of green and blue and gold
rain-splashed watercolored trees
clustered leaves in pale chartreuse
exposed patches of earthen clay
rich in grubs, where turkeys play

each window of my country home
reveals the splendor just outside
i wake up to the sun at dawn
and drift to sleep by moon at night
my walls in general are bare
paint on canvas can’t compare
with nature’s perfect masterpiece
where I am a one with all I see

~kat

I have stated before that when we moved to our little country home in the Blue Ridge foothills we decided to leave the windows undressed. It felt weird at first. I felt exposed, vulnerable even. But as I settled into this new experience after decades of shuttering myself off from the world outside; from the noise and nosy passersby, I realized what a gift it is to live so close to the natural world. I experience the seasons intimately as the landscape moves through spring, summer, autumn and winter. Wildlife passes by everyday, the birds, the deer, raccoons, squirrels and opossums. Storms rush in, shaking the roof, bending the trees and soaking the earth before fading to mist under an occasional rainbow. I wake to the rising sun and sleep under a starry moonlit sky. I didn’t realize when we moved how much I needed this place. It has saved me in so many ways and I am reminded that I am not separate from the world around me, but intrinsically a part of it. I left town and gained the world. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. Every day is a glimmer waiting to be discovered! 

~kat ✨✨💚✨✨  


NaGloPoWriMo 4 April 2025 Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own poem about living with a piece of art.