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July 10, 2026

pin drop

I keep jars full of wishes and Mr grumpy rock on my window sill over my kitchen sink…to keep me grounded.

a bit of a much needed rant…

pin drop

confessions 
(declarations)
of a bleeding heart, 
(of a compassionate)
lib-tard,
(open-minded)
progressive, 
(hopeful)
socialistic, 
(inclusive)
antifa commie, 
(revolutionary)
snowflake,
(caring)
terrorist, 
(patriot)
lesbian, 
(living my truth)
trans-loving 
(celebrating diversity)
piggy…
(eye roll…sticks and stones…you know the  bit)

sorry…

not
sorry

that is all

that
is
all

~kat

I’m so over it…all of it. The lies, the hate, the destruction, the cruelty. I wrote this poem days ago. I suppose I needed to get it out of my head so I can focus on what matters. I’m still figuring out what that is. But at least for now I have glimmers to distract me from the chaos and the utter hopelessness I feel at needing to stop this insanity from destroying us all…and not knowing how to do that. I do hope you are safe and healthy, surrounded by the love of family and friends, and if that is the most I can hope for, then for now it is enough. It has to be enough to hold on to hope.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat

This is a downy thornapple. Fruit of the moon plant in my garden. It is full of seeds, so I read. Weeks ago this moon plant almost looked like it was not going to make it, leaves drooping, scorched by the hot sun, we kept it watered and hoped this little plant and its sister would survive…

They have both gained a foot in every direction…even in this heat. If that is not hope, I don’t know what hope is. And partly as well because we tended to them…there is certainly a lesson there. To tend to what is struggling to help it reach its full potential. I’m going to chew on that for a while. What good things need tending…? It’s a start.

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July 3, 2026

state of a broken nation

By Kat Myrman

state of a broken nation

fifty 
years from now
may we celebrate
the tricentennial and
may the recklessness of this generation
be remembered to have marked a turning point when the people
woke up 
saw the truth
owned up to past sins
and decided to pursue
creating a nation where all are free,
enjoying the promise of liberty and
justice…
we have not
yet reached this lofty
goal given to us by men
we’ve often drifted far from that perfection
that they envisioned centuries ago when they penned
those words
the roadmap
to unite these states…
we remain a fractured fail,
an experiment, their grand hypothesis 
“all ‘men’ are created equal”…wish it had said ‘all people’ because words
matter…
fifty years
from this day may we
have something to celebrate
a nation united in truth and justice,
compassion, equality, freedom for all people
today
let us hope
we can do better
and may our children know that
we tried

~kat

the state of our nations capital says it all…

My glimmer for today…hope.

I love how flowers choose the most inhospitable places to bloom… ~kat

Much love, peace, and glimmers of hope to you.

~kat

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Todays poetry form:

Suzette Prime

Created by Suzette Richards in 2012, a Suzette Primeis a unique poetic form that combines two distinct elements:

Prime-numbered syllables: Lines must adhere to a prime number syllable count (eg, 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, etc).
Philosophical insight: The poem should convey a reflective or introspective statement, often personal in nature.

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June 28, 2026

Sevenling: there’s a storm

By Kat Myrman

there’s a storm

there’s a storm coming
dark gray clouds hovering low
steam rising from the pavement

after the storm passes
everything is greener, lush
the air smells of drenched flowers 

from trepidation to euphoric elation

~kat

Today’s glimmer caught my eye as I was walking under the great oak tree near my driveway. Just a random pile of rocks in the dirt, except it did not look random. I admit looking over my shoulder briefly to see if the woodland faeries were watching me. “Someone” had organized these rocks quite artistically. I suppose if I were being pragmatic, I might believe that all the rain we’ve been having, simply shifted the wet dirt rearranging the rocks. But to the romantic me who believes in other worldly, magical happenings, this is proof positive that I was visited by the local faerie folk. That what I choose to believe. A little magical thinking feels right these days. Especially when I consider that international Faerie Day was just a few days ago! ✨🧚🏻‍♂️✨

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you…magical glimmers.

~kat

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Proof that faeries exist? I ll let you decide for yourselves. But as for me…I’m a true believer! ✨✨🧚🏻‍♂️💚🧚🏻‍♂️✨✨

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June 25, 2026

Sevenling: not yet

By Kat Myrman

Sevenling: not yet 

“not yet…now is not the right time…” 
she said, “when I’m ready, 
then I’ll think about it,” 

but ready never happened
life happened, life kept happening 
the dreams of her youth faded

she barely noticed when glimmers of what might have been passed by

~kat

And on that note…here are a few glimmers…

Everything is in bloom! Decided to zoom in for a look. Nature is magnificent!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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June 23, 2026

Sevenling: I have survived

By Kat Myrman

This beauty has decided that this is her spot to hang out in the mornings and then later in the afternoon. It’s become a common practice. Traci says she is waiting for me to come outside. She listens intently when I greet her. What do you think I should name her? I think our relationship has progressed to the naming level. 🥰 and this, in case you’re wondering, is today’s glimmer!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ~kat

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

And, of course, a poem. A Sevenling to be precise. I took the latest WP cue to look back at previous posts and happened upon the Sevenling. I believe I spent an entire month on this form. Not sure why I stopped. I kind of love this form.

As a refresher:

The elements of the Sevenling are:

1. a heptastich, a poem in 7 lines made up of 2 tercets followed by a single line. metered at the discretion of the poet.

2. unrhymed.

3. composed with 3 complimentary images in the first tercet and 3 parallel images in the second tercet. The end line is a juxtaposed summary of the 2 parallels, a sort of “punchline”.

4. the poem should be titled “Sevenling: (first few words of poem).

I had to chuckle at myself a bit. I took step number 4 literally back then. But I do t think the parentheses are needed in the title. Going forward I will be dropping these! 😄

Anyhow, here’s my take. I might stay here a while…as I mentioned, I am very fond of this form!

Sevenling: I have survived

I have survived
generational insanity,
abusive spouses, broken relationships 

I have survived
wars, pandemics, civil unrest,
the age of Aquarius 

survival is not to the fittest, but to the optimists, stubbornly hopeful

~kat