
This, my friends, is a glimmer. A call to begin anew. A call to consider what is possible. We are on the cusp of hope. Dare to dream! Peace, love and light to you…and glimmers. ✨

This, my friends, is a glimmer. A call to begin anew. A call to consider what is possible. We are on the cusp of hope. Dare to dream! Peace, love and light to you…and glimmers. ✨

pink moon
bloom
flower moon
I hardly noticed
day fading into night
bright
~kat
I have enjoyed spending a week with the Elfchen. Come Monday looking forward to a new, new poetry form to practice…the Than-bauk! With three four syllable lines in total, easy-peasy right?! Ah, but there is a bit of a twist! Stay tuned! 😊
The Elfchen, known as an “elevenie” in English, the German elfchen (which loosely translates to “little eleven” or “wee eleven”) contains 11 words separated into five lines: one word, then two, then three, then four, then one again. The first line of an elfchen is traditionally some single-word concept, thought, or thing, which the rest of the poem describes—what it does, how it looks, how it makes you feel, whatever strikes your fancy. The last line is often a synonym or some other overarching reflection of your first word.
worthless
i’m sorry i asked
i don’t want your opinion
it’s not worth two cents
~kat
Na/GloPoWriMo2022 - Day 15 Prompt: write a poem about something you have absolutely no interest in. Well, there you have it. On prompt. Ima truth, just the facts, kinda girl. But i can’t just leave this here without adding a little love before i go…Go full moon tonight! She’s a beaut’!


she glows ever bright
on this cloudy night
crystalline frosted
framed in black lattice
~kat

days to full, the pink moon,
but already tides swoon
sucking sand from the dunes, swept away
~kat
For Jane’s Daily Florescence Challenge. This month’s moon isn’t full until tomorrow, but I’m feeling its effects already…or maybe it’s just me…though my dog Winston is feeling it too…he told me so…and the tides, well, need I say more? They’re swooning. I’m sure of it. 😉