My Red (2)

I walk into my backyard to face my truth,Reluctantly embracing my melancholic mood,I will have a talk with the hummingbird feeder,The red bully who happens to be my honest mirror.What else does it see that I’ve failed to see?What more to explore about us being twinsies?I approach the rascal, still depleted, lying on its side,Out in the open, under the full force of sunlight.It’s more of a tube…

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My Red

Lying sideways with its tray empty,The hummingbird feeder is loudly mocking me!“Look at us, twinsies!You are depleted just like me!”I’m so triggered and offended!Its witty comment has some truth in it,This empty feeder is way too daring,Comparing itself to me, a human being!Dusty, but it’s mostly bright red in color,Happy red always lifts my spirit higher, But today my red lacks vibrancy,Is the…

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The Missing Piece

If I could give you all my coins, I would. But if I can’t, I have a back up plan.  I can pray for you. I can pray that everything that you do will be met with love—the kind of love that doesn’t need proof, the kind of love that helps remove all blocks and obstacles that get in your way. That is not to say you won’t pay if you choose to stay selfish.  Your heart will still endure…

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I want more, I want more, I want more,Whatever this is is not enough for me anymore!I want more, I want more, I want more,I want gold climbing up my ceiling and silver dancing across my floor. Let the golden ray of the sun shine through the windows,Let the silver glow of the moon whisper her echo,Let the indigo ocean harmonize with the river flow,Let the green forest be the witness where richness…

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To Honor Her - My Inner Child

Speaking gibberish,Pretending to say things in English,She looked at herself in the mirror,Hoping one day she might sound like a native speaker.The journey of a million miles,Dreamed by my inner child,She was dancing at Mile number five,Many decades from the finish line. Today I sit in my alabaster cocoon,Dimly lit by the crescent moon,Reflecting on little me in ponytails,Never once she thought…

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Tempered Glass

I’ll hold your hand and your heart,Don’t worry; I’m made of tempered glass,Designed for strength and clarity,Fire and ice transformed me. I have a divine oath to fulfill,Sovereign, sacred and still,I’ve been forged through pain for a reason,But I’m not above you, dear one. I’m here to end the cycle,Hurt people will no longer hurt people,I’ve gone through my evolution,So that I can turn my past…

Secretly Incredibly Fascinating: Bismuth

Alex Schmidt and Katie Goldin explore why bismuth is secretly incredibly fascinating. Visit http://sifpod.fun/ for research sources, handy links, and this week's bonus episode.

LINKS FOR KATIE GOLDIN:

  • Katie Goldin on Bluesky
  • @ProBirdRights on Bluesky
  • 'Creature Feature' podcast (iHeartRadio)
  • When Is a Bird a ‘Birb’? An Extremely Important Guide (Audubon)

**RESOURCES USED TO…

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Video Premiere: Vanta – ‘Alchemy’

Perth’s Vanta don’t treat melodic death metal like a nostalgia exercise. On their debut full-length Perpetual Selection , the band lean into precision, atmosphere, and sheer velocity—but they’re just as concerned with meaning as they are with impact.

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