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in darkness

in darkness

when the great winds blow
some unyielding trees topple
and we lose power

~kat

Viewership and ratings are very important things to some people, which is why I am watching an early century rom-com and writing cryptic, double-speak haiku this very evening. If you don’t already know it about me, I am a bit rebellious, especially when rebellion is called for. I refuse to give the orange one ratings. I’ll catch the cliff notes later. Not that there will be anything said that we haven’t heard…ad nauseam. No one needs to tell me about the state of this union of states. I’m living it. Trying to make it better. Trying to highlight a few glimmers along the way.

Which brings me to the photo above. True story. The winds came. Big, blustery, mean, cold winds, and as fate would have it, it took a few trees down over some distant power lines that shut my lights off for 22 hours. I was ready this time. I fired up the remote gas logs we picked up recently, especially for an occasion such as this. Hooked up a few small generators…one for the fish tank, one for T’s c-pap machine. Tucked us all in and slept soundly under our sturdy metal roof under the stars. Even in the dark there are glimmers. The fire’s warmth and glow, flickering candlelight, and the sweet silence that happens when my houseful of buzzing, ticking, grinding appliances goes silent. It’s good sleeping in the quiet of a dark night in the woods.

With that I’ll close and get this uploaded. No doubt our emperor in chief is still babbling. Makes me smile to know I have the freedom still, to choose not to listen. 😊

Much love, peace, and glimmers in there darkness!

~kat

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a long past due ReVerse poem

a long past due ReVerse poem

glowing red at dusk
this IS…NOT NORMAL!
they say truth is dead
in the grave, clock ticking
be present
in the breach between good and evil
the hot truth screaming
touches my heart and soul deeply
my friends don’t say much
they are roaming the neighborhoods now
living their best lives
in high-octane liquid form
so many words
horrible truth bleeding out…
a pulse detected
the other crows watched
silence is not an option
sometimes a glimmer is a cold dark night
reclaiming the inheritance of the meek
it’s why they come here
this life is not a battle to be won
just past full
breathing sweet fresh air, and birdsong
late afternoon sun
most reasonable, relatively sane people would agree
seeking refuge from oppression
whispering softly
it’s never too late to do the right thing
it is a rare thing
they light the night sky

~kat

As you can see it’s been a while since I posted a ReVerse. I believe it is serendipity that steered me here. In bits and parts the lines above would have had the same impact in the story that it tells. My country is not okay. And I refuse to look the other way and be silent when anyone…when any living precious soul is suffering at the hands of our current lawless, vindictive, soulless, hateful government. I can’t travel, or get out to protest like I used to when I was younger. But I can write. Years from now when I am gone, it is my hope that my voice finds its place in the chronicles of this dark time. Not only my take of what is happening, but the glimmers that sustained me and filled me with hope.

much love, peace, and glimmers to you,

~kat

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Speaking of…her are a few glimmers from the past month or so!


A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it here as a review of the past several weeks.


starry night

starry night at winter’s end
starry night
.
dark
with glimmers of
light
no sign of the moon
crescent, waxing, somewhere past the trees
granting
every star prominence
for the world to see
how softly
they light the night sky

~kat
a pi-sequence poem

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
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cloistered

cloistered

it is a rare thing
to live on the wild edge
of monocracy

~kat

much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

waking the giant

waking the giant 

I don’t want to alarm you…
or maybe I do…yes, definitely I do,
while you were sleeping
the world took a turn,
a rather nasty one at that
and you thought voting red…always red
would lower the price of eggs and gasoline
it’s true, those things are astonishingly
affordable these days,
I’ll concede, I have you to thank
for that…perhaps
but it’s a smokescreen, a wizardly curtain,
a sleight of hand, if you will…
a calculated plan to divert your attention…
I take no pleasure in being the bearer of reality
painful as it is to have to break your happy, sleepy, little bubble
but it must be said,
you can’t bury your head
refusing to watch the world burn,
the one your little eggs and gas vote
set on fire,
you did that
(Though I’m sure your mother told you
not to play with matches or magas…whatever, semantics…)
because fire, when it is out of control
eventually destroys everything…and everyone
you should know,
I could never forgive myself if I let you sleep
through the end of all endings
so yes
consider yourself alarmed
hate me, if you must
for saying what needed saying
and if by some miracle you want to know more
I’m here,
where I’ve always been,
keeping watch,
with my expandable, 50-foot, copper-laced for extra durability, pocket hose,
the $29.95 special deal as seen on tv,
(I discovered it while watching the news…)
and strong coffee,
because i know this is a lot, truly I do,
but it’s time to wake up…
WAKE UP NOW!!!
if you’d like to talk…
it’s never too late to do the right thing

~kat

This splash of green caught my eye from yards away, our driveway completely clear and dry from the ice and snow that held us captive for nearly two weeks. It’s my glimmer today. The sun is shining. The sky is blue. And this little sprig of pine reminded me that spring is coming soon. A few more warm days like this and the hardwood trees will start looking nubbly with leaf buds readying to pop when the time is right. It’s been a cold dark winter. I’m ready to welcome in the light!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ✨💚✨

~kat