1-
born of magic
the breath of angels,
from stardust and poetry
to secret longing
the heart of a child
2-
people know no more
than they’re ready to believe
they’re special that way
3-
she had attitude
an impressive confidence
in her own coolness
and that’s a wrap
~kat
A trio of Magnetic Poetry poems. Night two of camping inside under layers of clothing and blankets. Tomorrow, they say, we can expect to regain the light.
Peace, Love, and Warm Glimmers to you! Stay safe and warm my friends.
~kat
planning off the grid
chickens…maybe a goat
or two…a donkey, a cow
I’m thinking that should do
the time to be prepared is now
we’ll need a garden, jars for canning
candles, and bulk bins of beans,
flour, grain, necessities, basic things
to self sustain these latter days
pro activity’s the way survivors
thrive, while making do with
what’s on hand we’ll make it through
we’ve known plenty, we’ve known want
life‘s not always been a jolly jaunt but
don’t you fret, at least you won
the vote you cast can’t be undone
your guy, dictator for a day, lusts
for the power to take away all
safety nets, all social norms
his vile band of misfits swarm
to steal the bounty for themselves
karma sucks you know, and hell
is raging here on earth, it’s sad
you never believed it could be this bad
chickens…maybe a goat
or two…a donkey, a cow
I’m thinking that should do
we’ll make it through
~kat
In times like these, crazy thoughts keep me up at night. Things like, how can we mitigate the rising cost of food…eggs in particular or so I’ve been told are a major concern… like toilet paper during the pandemic! As the prices soar they should at least be gold. No more environmental protections, no more regulations to keep our food and water safe. No medical research, no education department, no more wokeness. Diversity doesn’t exist! Wipe those policies from the books, rewrite history. Make the “others”disappear. Take all those treasures gutted from our hallowed halls to an offshore bank. Tax the masses for more. it’s a nightmare that keeps growing more real. But, on a bright note…you knew I would get there, right? As a survivor, I know what to do. Prepare as best I can for the worst and hope for the best. That’s your glimmer for today. be prepared…and hope. And be kind to others and yourself.
Our electricity has succumbed once again to the snow and ice. I write to you this evening on a fading phone battery and by candlelight. The total darkness that surrounds me only adds to the drama and gravity of this moment in time. But unlike power outages past, this time I have a small generator and a space heater to keep us. This time we were prepared. We’re going to be okay…
Peace, Love, and Glimmers of Hope and Resilience to you and yours!
~kat
Ihaving a moment
i’m having a moment
in a special place
all my own
where the air is sweet
and I am safe
where gender and
who I love doesn’t matter
where I am healthy
and all my needs are met
a space that is drenched
in sunlight by day…
moonbeams by night
where compassion and empathy
and kindness flow like soft rain
where I can breathe
where I don’t forget to breathe
my moment is a pause away
there’s no commute
it’s transformative,
empowering, and accessible
i’m having a moment…
sorry though
you’re not invited
to my moment, but
I encourage you
to have a moment of your own
breathe in…breathe out
take as long as you like
it’s all yours; it’s all you
the world will keep spinning
with or without us
silly us…some say
having a moment
is a bad thing but
we know better
take your time my friend
take time
~kat
Peace,love, and glimmers to you…they are just a breath away my lovelies. Go have a moment!
barely a glimmer
it was a good day
yesterday
from blue sky sunlit dawn
to gentle dusk
a productive day of work
lovely breaks for tea
it was a good day until
innocent souls fell from the sky
a horrible accident
a newly coronated president
looking to lay blame for tragedy
on his watch, it was on his watch
blame on his predecessors
on the beautiful diversity
that makes us strong, not weak
it was a good day
in my small patch of earth
and I cling to the goodness
to be found in simple truths
in the rising sun, in bird song
in the satisfaction
of work well done
in a cup of tea
sweetened by cream
long cold, now bitter
my heart breaking
for us all
~kat
This is yesterday’s poetic offering. Sometimes a poem comes to me in swift sequence and sometimes, like yesterday, it takes me all day to sort out my thoughts. Yesterday was one of those days. I started to write in the morning, and added to it during breaks…I admit I was exhausted as yesterday came to a close. And so today you shall see will see two offerings of glimmers as we close out January 2025.
As awful as yesterday was, there were glimmers…tiny, momentary, but glimmers all the same. I cling to these detours from the madness. I cling to the small sparks of hope that they illuminate. Sometimes all we have is a window of light amidst a storm to remind us that the sun is still there in the sky.
Peace, love, kindness, hope, and glimmers to you. Go gently my friends. Be especially gentle with yourself.
~kat
Not gonna lie. Today is going to be a dark day for many of us. Sometimes we find glimmers deep inside. It’s worth guarding. To all keepers of the embers of hope, love, peace, justice…we are one. Hold onto the light so that others may find their way out of this present darkness. Peace, love and glimmers to you.
And in the words of a great man whose life we commemorate today…
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
~Martin Luther King, Jr.
frozen over
I was there
the day hell
froze over
when demons raided
our hallowed halls
to crown their king
laughing
in the face
of liberty
her torch
extinguished
by the tears
of our mothers
as decades
were blotted out
by a sharpie scribble
when the halls of justice
usurped by profiteers
sold their souls
and ours
to the highest bidder
filling their pockets
with coins of bit
someday
if my children’s
children’s, children
should wonder
please tell them
I was there that day
face bitter to the wind
guarding the embers
of faith, hope, and love
in my soul
in my dna
that they might
one day
find a spark
in their heart
to lead them back
to the light
~kat - 20 January 2025
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