Sometimes a glimmer can be a person…
today we remember
they cannot erase
the fact that he existed
history is not
a matter of opinion
we were changed by Martin’s dream
we’re not going back
silence is not an option
freedom is not free
~kat
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day 373
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I wrote two poems today. They follow along the same theme. I can’t decide which one to post. And because I hate having to choose, I choose both. I am distressed by what I’m seeing from Minnesota. And the vicious added insult to injury wielded by our unhinged, vindictive government. I read that they are here in our town too. Someone recorded them, posting a warning to us on social media platforms. No one is safe.
heartbeats
a pulse detected
means very different things
to different people
to some it’s a right to life
to others, countdown to death
the dearest price paid
oftentimes by women,
by mothers denied
healthcare and autonomy
to assuage fragile man-boys
with power to choose
which heartbeat deserves to live
women, mere vessels,
repositories for sperm,
expendable, when too loud
(this poem follows the pattern of a trio of tankas)
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when the worst thing isn’t
it snowed at dawn
for only a few minutes
no delicate flakes, just
pellets of ice
tap, tap, tapping on the frozen ground
there’s more to the story they say
the talking heads and daily scrolls
horrible truth bleeding out…
there was a faint heartbeat
when they found her, precious time
stolen by hateful thugs who let her die
the tap, tap, tapping of a pure heart
broken by malevolence and hate
a kind voice silenced by
pellets of ice
~kat
were there glimmers today? Of course…as there are every day…
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat
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day 369
What snack would you eat right now?
snack attack
I will take my snacks
in high-octane liquid form
thank you very much
steaming espresso lattes
are my newest obsession
~kat
It’s the gift I didn’t know I wanted or needed, especially since I am a morning Earl Grey tea with sweet cream kinda girl. But oh my…my oldest daughter has convinced me! “You have to have an espresso machine!” she declared, gifting one to me several days later!
All I can say is bu-bye morning Earl Grey…my caffeine boost just went turbo-espress-o-la-latte!!!! I’ll see you, Mr Grey at tea time!
This may not be what most consider to be a glimmer…but every time I glance at it, it makes me smile!
Much love, peace, and espresso latte glimmers to you!
~kat
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day 346
sunsets
another sunset
paints the sky in amber hues
no two are alike
so remember this moment
before night swallows the dusk
~kat
I never tire of this view, but it occurred to me that tonight’s sunset will only exist for several minutes before it is gone…the sun having dipped below the horizon and the clouds floating by only to fade into the night sky. Tonight’s sunset was a one time event, never to be seen again ( if not for the photo that I captured at just the moment the sky turned golden).
How many moments slip through our fingers everyday without us ever noticing. This thing or that might be the last time you ever experience it, but we never know, do we? I mention this not to suggest that you or anyone or myself should live their life moment to moment with intensity. That’s just exhausting! But I do encourage each of us to pause to savor the moments that capture our attention. Those moments are random. They are miraculous snapshots of the best life has to offer us in the moment. Even grief and sorrow have their place in this quest to be wrapped in the moment. A lifetime of moments is no small thing. You may not remember them all, but if you stop to take them in you will have memories to sustain you, to remind you of where you came from and who you are.
Much love, peace and glimmers to you!
~kat
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day 228
What is a word you feel that too many people use?
Taking a dive into one of word press’s prompt questions (shown above)…
sorry
sorry to admit
that i say that I’m sorry
for saying sorry…
it’s a reflexive response
that makes me invisible
so sorry…
sorry…I’m sorry
how sorry
~kat
It’s been a Monday. I could not stomach watching the news and commentaries regarding the bizarre events of the day. The news itself wasn’t what sickened me as much as the way that commentators attempted to treat everything as if it is normal. Providing detailed summations and analysis as if anything that was declared from the Oval Office could or should be taken seriously. I’m waiting for someone in the press corps to tell it like it is…that everyone is terrified of angering the toddler in chief and more importantly that he is in way over his head and doesn’t have a clue. The emperor has no clothes! You can only spin things so much before you get twisted up in the tangled web you’ve woven.
Anyhow…I listened enough to get the basic gist of what happened. It’s embarrassing. The fact that I didn’t vote for this chaos only makes it worse to watch. But I’m past the wish it had turned out differently, I told you so, angry at how stupid people are stage. It’s all of our reality now. It’s not easy being woke.
After all that I need a glimmer… how about you? I received my great granddaughter’s official portraits. Now, I am sensitive to protect the anonymity of my young family members, but I think these snippets might qualify to give you a spark of joy. Babies are hope bundled in blankets. All things good. May we salvage and restore enough of the mess we’ve made to leave something for our children to work with when we’re gone!
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
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