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.
sometimes I wonder who rescued who when you showed up at my door that day you and your kittens, of course I let you stay how helpless you were, what else could I do when you showed up at my door that day sometimes I wonder who rescued who
~kat
Today’s glimmer…a snapshot of two of my rescue cats. They have never both lounged in the hammocks on the cat tree at the same time. What a sight they were. Like bookends, mama cat, Matilda, on the right, and her daughter, Frankie (our resident fur-ball artist extraordinaire) …somewhere her brother Schrödinger lurks…in the shadows always, true to his name…he might be in this photo…or he might not. It made me smile. 5 years ago or so, Matilda, who had been tossed out to fend for herself by her previous not very nice owner, found her way under my front porch when it was time to have her kittens. She must’ve known I couldn’t turn her or her babies out into the elements once I knew they were residing under my house. She had four kittens in all. Three white and one jet black. We found a lovely home for the two white fur boys…which left us with the trio who live with us to this day. Matilda and Frankie are lovely affectionate purr generators…Schrödinger is a feral beast. It has taken me five years to be allowed to touch him briefly with a gentle pet as he lounges on the upper ledge of the cat tree after his dinner. He does wander through the house now, like he owns the place. Oh to live the life of the animals that find their way into our home and hearts! I suppose they chose us…or at least Matilda did. It’s a privilege to be trusted by the universe to care for them.
She comes by every day. We have weathered several seasons together. I noticed early on that she had an injured hind leg. Her resilience and determination to live and survive are such an inspiration to me. While I do not make it a regular practice, I think I have the perfect name for this beautiful soul…meet Glimmer. What do you think?
Catching up today with two poems or four if you consider the second poem is a Cleave poem (3 poems in one). All following a theme. The United States has gone over the edge. Shutdown…apparently now is the fulfillment of the promised project 2025. The government is in full propaganda mode, sending out political messaging from every agency switchboard, blaming the democrats…is this legal? Doesn’t matter. They don’t care. All this is being used to fuel and justify DT’s vengeance campaign. Attacks on states and cities led by progressive leaders, targeted as enemies of state for not kissing the ring. Middle of the night raids on US citizens as well as immigrants of various statuses…though that doesn’t matter either. The scotus gave DT a green light to declare every immigrant he hates illegal. Cruelty against children. Terror is the point. If you already know about all this, I’m sorry for dredging it up again. But for those who haven’t been paying attention and most importantly for myself to document it all. No one will believe things were this crazy years from now if we don’t record it as it happens.
On a personal note, I received an updated anti-discrimination notice from my employer and health insurance company. It no longer protects me and members of my community referencing a federal mandate clause. I suppose going forward it will be up to the benevolence and backbone of my employer to treat me and my wife (who is disabled and my dependent) fairly. Whether, as time goes on they will be mandated to recognize our partnership of 25 years at all. It’s all happening so quietly…so quickly. First it was all immigrants of color. Next it was DEI. It was stunning how quickly businesses and institutions fell in line by firing and removing protections for people assumed to have been hired because of diversity, equity inclusion. Now the LGBTQ+ community is in the crosshairs. A simple redefining of who is protected from discrimination based on a new law. Who’s next? Healthcare is the latest hot topic on the hill. The poor, the vulnerable, the disabled, the elderly…
I should probably hide myself away and be quiet. But I can’t be complicit in this. This is my way of resisting. So, without further ado.
Poem 1 …a Triolet
triolet:
A (first line) B (second line) a (rhymes with first line) A (repeat first line) a (rhymes with first line) b (rhymes with second line) A (repeat first line) B (repeat second line)
set in motion
it’s already too late the end of us is set in motion a freight train with no breaks it’s already too late the frog boil is ready to plate to feed the beast’s lust for devotion it’s already too late the end of us is set in motion
~kat
Poem 2…a Cleave poem (two columns…poem 1 -first column, poem 2-second column, poem 3-each line across both columns.
1- signs (a List Poem)
Please Do Not Feed Slow Children Slippery When Wet May Contain Nuts Yield…Yield…YIELD Watch Your Step May Cause Severe Drowsiness No U Turn Take A Number The Line Forms Here Do Not Disturb Please Be Quiet Surveillance Cameras in Use Left Lane Closed No Outlet May Cause Death
2- already too late (Free Verse)
Fascists are never satisfied they will divide and conquer proclaiming superiority one way to look, to believe, to be their way the opposite of woke no compassion for humanity weaponizing labels stoking hate and fear they will punish you for being different they will find you it’s just a matter of time fascists are here now it’s already too late
3- signs | already too late (Cleave Poem)
Please Do Not Feed | Fascists Slow Children | are never satisfied Slippery When Wet | they will divide and conquer May Contain Nuts | proclaiming superiority Yield…Yield…YIELD | one way to look, to believe, to be Watch Your Step | their way May Cause Severe Drowsiness | the opposite of woke No U Turn | no compassion for humanity Take A Number | weaponizing labels The Line Forms Here | stoking hate and fear Do Not Disturb | they will punish you Please Be Quiet | for being different Surveillance Cameras in Use | they will find you Left Lane Closed | it’s just a matter of time No Outlet | fascists are here now May Cause Death | it’s already too late
~kat
phew! Now that that is over with, I owe you and myself some glimmers. Life goes on in the midst of chaos. It may not always be a smooth journey, but as I have said before, glimmers are everywhere, every day, just waiting to be noticed by us. Waiting to restore our soul.
Here’s a few glimmers that have kept me going the last few days…
the cusp of the full harvest moon ~ katmy woodland familytrying my hand at flower arranging…happy autumn…my favorite time of the year!
I am not your enemy I’m not evil, I not hateful my heart does bleed for righteousness and justice, for equality and compassion, for community…for peace, for the underprivileged, the marginalized, the sick, the immigrant, and refugees, like my ancestors who came here seeking a better life and freedom because I believe, as they did, in hope, in a constitution that says, all men (and women) are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. I am a proud progressive patriot I believe this nation has the potential to be great… not through division and hate, but by being the beautiful, big tent, melting pot, that our founders’ envisioned; a colorful tapestry crafted from patches of silk, cotton, wool, satin, suede, and spandex I believe in the truth and telling it no…i am not your enemy… even if powerful people, intent on hoarding more and more for themselves, would like you to believe that I am once upon a time, I was your family, your neighbor, your co-worker, your friend… in my heart I still am
~kat
For today’s Glimmer, I invite you to “Find the Deer”. It’s a CB part of my morning walk, scanning our property and the bordering forest. Sometimes all is quiet but for a few squirrels chattering and the plop, plop sound of hickory nuts falling from the tree limbs over my head, hitting the ground around me (thank goodness I’ve thus far escaped being knocked on the noggin…knock on wood!) but this morning the young bucks were out. One has shed his velvet and a very strange raw look about his tiny antler points. At any rate join me on my walk and play along… do you see them? Their coloring has darkened with the season from fawn colored to a light brown. I’m fascinated by the natural changed in the environment and its wild residents as they settle into survival mode, winter and hunting season looming.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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And this last one shows my young friend playing find the human inside the box!!! 😊
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