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waking the giant

waking the giant 

I don’t want to alarm you…
or maybe I do…yes, definitely I do,
while you were sleeping
the world took a turn,
a rather nasty one at that
and you thought voting red…always red
would lower the price of eggs and gasoline
it’s true, those things are astonishingly
affordable these days,
I’ll concede, I have you to thank
for that…perhaps
but it’s a smokescreen, a wizardly curtain,
a sleight of hand, if you will…
a calculated plan to divert your attention…
I take no pleasure in being the bearer of reality
painful as it is to have to break your happy, sleepy, little bubble
but it must be said,
you can’t bury your head
refusing to watch the world burn,
the one your little eggs and gas vote
set on fire,
you did that
(Though I’m sure your mother told you
not to play with matches or magas…whatever, semantics…)
because fire, when it is out of control
eventually destroys everything…and everyone
you should know,
I could never forgive myself if I let you sleep
through the end of all endings
so yes
consider yourself alarmed
hate me, if you must
for saying what needed saying
and if by some miracle you want to know more
I’m here,
where I’ve always been,
keeping watch,
with my expandable, 50-foot, copper-laced for extra durability, pocket hose,
the $29.95 special deal as seen on tv,
(I discovered it while watching the news…)
and strong coffee,
because i know this is a lot, truly I do,
but it’s time to wake up…
WAKE UP NOW!!!
if you’d like to talk…
it’s never too late to do the right thing

~kat

This splash of green caught my eye from yards away, our driveway completely clear and dry from the ice and snow that held us captive for nearly two weeks. It’s my glimmer today. The sun is shining. The sky is blue. And this little sprig of pine reminded me that spring is coming soon. A few more warm days like this and the hardwood trees will start looking nubbly with leaf buds readying to pop when the time is right. It’s been a cold dark winter. I’m ready to welcome in the light!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ✨💚✨

~kat


day 316

What is your favorite place to go in your city?

What is your favorite place to go in your city?

I don’t do cities
unless I’m forced to,
if I must do
things like appointments,
grocery shopping, you know
“lifing” like a zombie, day in
day out…I don’t do cities
unless I’m forced to,
i prefer a natural scene,
the rolling Blue Ridge Foothills
you’ll find me here most
nights and days,
working hours, and play
where traffic is a gaggle
of gobblers crossing the
driveway, where the sound
of wind rushing through
the trees sounds like ocean
waves crashing into the shore
where my top 40 hit list
is birdsong…
from hummingbird
chirps to pileated
woodpecker cackles,
crow caw-caws and
raven grunks
I traded bumper to bumper
morning commutes
with morning walks through
the mist at dawn
this is my favorite place
i don’t do cities anymore
unless I’m forced to
best decision I ever made
no looking back

~kat

I discovered this magic portal on my walk this morning. Isn’t it fabulous? I wonder who has taken shelter here. Chipmunks, squirrels, perhaps even some faerie folk! At any rate. This is a proper glimmer if there ever was one.

Much love, light, and glimmers to you!


Idiomiotic

Idiomiotic
(yes it’s a made up word…😜…do not try this at home!)

well, it’s always something, except when it’s not
for your two cent’s worth, I’ll give you a penny
what a deal, it’s a steal, a real bargain that’s hot,
hook, line and sinker, want more? I’ve got plenty
yes, I could go on and on, with this row,
spinning these idioms, ad hoc, ad nauseum
I’ll toss some cliches in the mix you might know,
or not, I can flip flop, flop flip with the best of them
but it’s getting late and it’s been a long week
it’s time to wind down, calm things down for the night
count my blessings, count sheep, pray my soul to keep
it’s a nightmare just waiting to happen, sleep tight
no witching hour wake up haunts at 3 a.m.
adrift on soft clouds, undisturbed R.E.M.
cause it’s always something, except when it’s not
tired, exhausted, this poem’s not my best
if there was a prompt for today, I forgot
you can thank me later, I’ll give it a rest!

~kat

Coined a few, perhaps a few too many, idioms for today’s NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 13 Prompt: write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended.