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day 120

“In a spiritual context, a chrysalis symbolizes a period of transformation, spiritual growth, and rebirth.”

The photos above are the before (left), after (right) and a combination of both (middle). 

chrysalis

‘twas just yesterday
the trees stood bare on the hills
buds burst overnight
and new life emerged, greening
sweet scent of flowers wafting

cool breezes moan soft
tossing fresh leaves as trees sway
on the cusp of dusk

~kat

Today is the first day of May. Beltane Blessings to those who celebrate! Also this week I witnessed the annual transformation of the trees from bare limbs to tender green. It’s miraculous actually. Just as I wait eagerly for the return of the hummingbirds, I look forward to waking up one morning to shade, the trees bursting with life. The first flowers, songbirds, the song of peepers along the creek bed as night falls. The world rousing from slumber in a symphony of new life. It’s my favorite thing about this time of year. And I feel so blessed to be here for one more spring. 

May your days be filled with sweetness, good health and joy! Much love, peace and glimmers to you! 

~kat 


glimmer day 108 ~ NaGloPoWriMo 19 April 2025

true or false

what if it was impossible to tell a lie?
would we say less to each other?
would we avoid the hard conversations?
or would we finally become real…
able to look into the eyes of that face
in the mirror with acceptance, embracing
all that we are, all that we hope to be?
what if we weren’t afraid to say
what we feel, what we need,
what we think, what we know is true
imagine the freedom of fully trusting in
absolutes, in right and wrong, in light
and dark, day and night, imagine how
the world might be if the history we tell
ourselves and our children actually
happened, the good and the bad,
no judgement, but used to apply lessons
learned to make the future brighter,
a gift to our children and their children…
once upon a time when someone told
the first untruth we lost our way
because lies grow like a cancer
until the truth is impossible to know
how different would life be if we could start over
refuse the lie that some lies are okay
commit to what is real and right and true
I can only imagine it… can you?

~kat


today’s glimmer

love’s tree

if love were a tree
she’d be two trees intertwined 
from root to blue sky

~kat


NaGloPoWriMo 19 April 2025 prompt from gooduniversenextdoor: We’re making it up as we go along “If only….” or “Suppose….” For today’s poem, let’s suspend reality and write a poem that starts with a preposterous notion… then follows it. / Recommended reading: “Invisible Nests” by Kelly Madigan and “Restaurant of Dreams” by Robert Okaji 


NaGloPoWriMo 10 April 2025 – glimmer day 99

These guys are finally settling down. No puffed up feathers…no strutting! I have developed quite an appreciation for the wild Turkey. Magnificent beasts…And today’s glimmer. With so many things happening in the world today. I am so grateful that these Toms came by and reminded me that sometimes it’s okay to relax and hang out with friends. Normal can be a beautiful thing, especially in the midst of chaos.


1-

shaded gray

endless rain, gray skies
is it gray or is it grey?
cold and dreary…it’s grey

~kat

2-

the peace worker’s piece

she was on a roll
an inspiring role
i hear it was here
that she wrote by rote
a piece about ways to peace
nothing new, she knew
but a message we’d forgot
‘twas right to write it

~kat

Today I wrote a couple of poems on topic exploring the homophone…

Homophone Definitionone of two or more words pronounced alike but different in meaning or derivation or spelling (such as the words to, too, and two); or a character or group of characters pronounced the same as another character or group


NaGloPoWriMo 10 April 2025 prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that, like Bibbins’, uses alliteration and punning. See if you can’t work in references to at least one word you have trouble spelling, and one that you’ve never quite been able to perfectly remember the meaning of.


NaGloPoWriMo 6 April 2025 ~ glimmer day 95



watermelon candy

a splash of summer
mocking fresh with “flavored as”
sick sweet imposter

~kat

I will spare you the commentary I had started to write about what’s happening in the world. Suffice to say, it’s feeling less and less safe everywhere these days…unless you’ve been living under a rock or digesting too much Fox, you know.

I promised myself when this year started, I would look for glimmers everyday to keep me grounded.

Without further delay, please join me in welcoming our first returning hummingbird back from his long journey from Central America. He’s a handsome dude. And I admit his arrival was a surprise! He started to tweet loudly from the feeder stand outside my window until he got my attention, and then proceeded to glare at me. You see, I was planning to put feeders out this weekend. My bad! He was clearly not happy that I had not prepared for his return with the fanfare he deserves! Namely a smorgasbord of sweet water dispensers.

I stopped what I was doing…working on a spreadsheet…I needed a break anyway…to get feeders out. I hoped he would forgive my error and not move on to another feeder somewhere. He made me sweat for two days. That’ll teach me! And then this morning there he was. Hanging out on the perch, leisurely taking sips of nectar.

Thank you universe for today’s glimmer and reminder that we need to take care of one another.

Much love, peace and glimmers to you.

~kat✨✨💚✨✨


NaGloPoWriMo 6 April 2025 prompt: Today’s prompt (optional, as always) veers slightly away from our ekphrastic theme. To get started, pick a number between 1 and 10. Got your number? Okay! Now scroll down until you come to a chart. Find the row with your number. Then, write a poem describing the taste of the item in Column A, using the words that appear in that row in Column B and C. For bonus points, give your poem the title of the word that appears in Column A for your row, but don’t use that word in the poem itself. I chose line 7…Watermelon…Splash…Mocking. Click on the link above to see more.


NaPoWriMo Earlybird Challenge ~ Glimmer day 89

three generations

my first portrait
hidden deep inside the babe
mother of my mother

~kat

There is a theory that the egg that became me (with a little help from my dad, of course) was carried inside my mother since all women are born with all the eggs they will have in their lifetime. Where it gets interesting is that, as your mother was developing in your grandmother’s womb, a part of you was there too. Having four daughters, three of whom have daughters stirs my imagination. To think that I once held the sparks of my granddaughters while I carried their mothers inside me.  Isn’t life a miraculous thing! 

That said, hidden in the old photo above is a glimmer of me. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers of promise to you!

~kat


NaGloPoWriMo 2025 Early Bird Challenge: try penning a portrait poem of your own. It can be a self-portrait, a portrait of someone well known to you, or even a poem inspired by an actual painted portrait.