there is good reason i avoid, dodge that dreaded question, “where do you see yourself in five years” I’ve always known, deep in my bones, dreaming is futile
do you ever wonder about karma? were we so horrible, we two, in some distant past life to have reaped such a high toll in this one?
ignore me, I’m thinking out loud again. we should really think about…a ramp, and one of those remote control beds it might help you, help me, help both of us, get some sleep
~kat
Na/GloPoWriMo Day 10 Prompt: Today, write your own meditation on grief. Try using (Geoffrey) Brock’s form as the “container” for your poem: a few short stanzas, with a middle section in which a question is repeated with different answers given.
Your Glimmer for today…look what I found on my morning walk with Gabby. Not sure where it came from or who it belongs to, but isn’t it lovely! Quite the work of art I’d say! And a confirmation that spring is in full swing!
my stylist complains the lawn next door is greener I told him to stop with the buzz cuts already so we can dance with the wind
~kat (a tanka poem)
Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 9 Prompt: Today, try writing your own poem in the voice of an animal or plant, or a poem that describes a specific animal or plant with references to historical events or scientific facts.
Pileated Woodpecker of Bramlett Mountain
This morning I happened upon the most wonderful glimmer. Just outside my window a magnificent pileated woodpecker was having a lovely time chipping away at an old downed tree. Of course I caught it on camera…not just a still photo…a little video clip! Enjoy!
I’m a terrible dancer you don’t need to remind me I suppose I’ll just sit here then hold up the wall and watch, as you cut a rug, show me how it’s done…I’ll just tap my toes under the table so I don’t embarrass you when we’re out in public, awkward me, with my two left, flat feet, stiff hips, and too-long, flailing, orangutan arms. you don’t need to remind me
I’m a terrible dancer the trees don’t seem to mind though when we start to sway in unison my golden locks, their lush, sage leaves tossed by a gentle, cool spring breeze the tall grass bending gracefully beneath my bare feet, caressing my skin as the loam hums, birds trill, the hills swell in harmony, bird and butterfly wing flutters sending whispers of breath past my ears… I lose myself like dandelion fluff twirling, twirling lightly on a dream the trees don’t seem to mind though I’m a terrible dancer
~kat
Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 8 Prompt: use a simple phrase repeatedly, and then make statements that invert or contradict that phrase.
Always good for a glimmer…my dear sidekick Gabby. She is doing so well these days. On an herbal concoction from our holistic vet after our seed tick scare last month. The supplement aptly names I think…”Gracious Power”! You go Gabby Girl! ✨💚✨
Hey, I’ve been thinking…wow! I saw that! Do NOT, roll your eyes at me…I have good thoughts…name one time my ideas didn’t work…you can’t, can you? …you know you can’t…admit it…you know I have great ideas…anyhow, I was thinking…actually, it came to me in a dream, last night…clear as day…and I actually remember it…when was the last time I remembered a dream? so you know it must be a great idea…you know?…that corner of the yard you’ve been wanting to…wait…what?…don’t you want to hear what I’ve been thinking? Oh…ooooh, sorry, I forgot…you haven’t had your coffee yet…we can talk about it after you finish work…or, uh, you have to work late? No problem. Text you? I can do that…okay, I’ll text you…you’re gonna love my idea! It’s brilliant…okay, okay, good talk…good talk…let me know what you think! I can’t wait to hear what you think.
~kat
Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 6 Prompt: try writing with a breezy, conversational tone, while including at least one thing that could only happen in a dream.
Poetry form: Run-On Poem. I been wanting to write one of these for a while. Today’s prompt was the perfect opportunity!
Today’s glimmer…spring POP! There are cute little buds popping from tree limbs everywhere! One morning I’ll wake up and the shade will have grown long under a beautiful canopy of lush green leaves. As much as my sinuses might protest (I have a nasty case of hay fever every year, often losing my speaking voice!) I do love this time of year. My hummingbird feeders are hung. Waiting patiently for our little flock to return from their tropical sabbatical! Here’s the current situation!
Morning BudsBramlett Mountain Peak at DawnSunset from under the Hickory Tree
Much love, peace, and glimmers my friends. I do hope we make it to Wednesday with quiet skies around the world. IYKYK…TACO!
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