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day 248

falling

the wild blossoms
are fading softly
every bough grows
less green…leaves
falling gently to earth
oh season of summer ending
teach me how to let go

~kat

Every year during this season of transition I marvel at the grace that is on display. Lessons of accepting change, of gratefulness for a fruitful harvest, and most poignant the older I get, the beauty of letting go. I’ve been letting go for several years now…wishing my children well as they leave home to build lives of their own…losing grandparents, parents and other family members, and now friends to the great unknown,,, escorting many loyal animal companions to the rainbow’s end…downsizing to accessible, manageable housing, to spare my children the burden of disposing of my junk when I’m gone…and all this I believe has softened me for the ultimate letting go. I’d like to believe that all this practice will make it an easy gentle passing. Life lived full in the blink of an eye. But I can’t say I won’t miss being here. Every scrumptious, magnificently beautiful moment has been a privilege, causing me these days to savor every bit of it!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. Enjoy the ride!

~kat


A Magnetic Poem – Nature Kit


day 216

rock-a-bye moon
the stars have run out
of wishes…the fat lady
sang her song, but no one
was listening…the fiddler
had played them to sleep
and a thousand suns faded to black

~kat

It was one on those days. My phone ringing off the hook. Hours talking family members through stuff. I must’ve hung out my “Mom is in” sign in the clouds. It is rare that I get an actual phone call. These days the preferred mode of communication is text. It’s lovely to be needed. Years after they have grown and started lives and families of their own, a simple phone call is a wonderful thing…a voice…not text shorthand and emojis on a screen. Needless to say I launched immediately into mom mode. It’s the little things, isn’t it?

I tend to lean toward chronicling the times we’re living in through poetry, and my writing. That’s why glimmers have become an important detour for me. Today, it was o phone call. And of course Gabby too. She keeps me from going over the edge.

A silly Gabby…As if to say…why so serious mom? Why indeed! She just might be an angel…

Magnetic Poetry Online – Original Kit


day 200 & 201

Been a little busy. At work…and this happened. My second great granddaughter made an early appearance. All are doing well and healthy. Life is good!

Much love, peace and glimmers to you!

~kat✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


bonus post on day 185

deliriously purple

beneath all the bitterness
there is a whisper of light
I still dream of us
crushing this life
overcoming every storm
singing our song together
as the rain drenches us to the bone

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Online – the Original Kit


day 176

and the beat goes on

no moon in the sky
the fiddler plays in the rain
mad cows running wild

~kat

Here in this land of immigrants, are any of us eligible to be called citizen? (Except the native peoples). It’s getting crazier and crazier. Some may try to blame it on the heatwave…or the “other guy” …but there is only one person who bears responsibility …

Stay safe out there my friends…look out for each other…be kind…we all need kindness now more than ever.

Much love, peace, kindness, and glimmers.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨