Monthly Archives: July 2025

July 15, 2025

day 194

By Kat Myrman
Storm on Bramlett Mountain ~ kat July 2025
Gaia and the storm

cool
gray
painted clouds
illume her greenness 
tranquility amidst the storm

~kat

It is said that the color green symbolizes a myriad of lovely attributes. Among them, tranquility caught my attention. I have noticed when a storm is looming the darkening gray sky flips a switch on the earth below, and every shade of green glows greener. Even in the afterglow of a storm the earth takes on a brilliant tone of green. 

Tranquility in the midst of a storm. It feels like mother nature is nudging me toward another lesson that I can emulate in my own life. When the storms of life come, if I remember my roots, who I am, and allow the light within to sustain me, I can weather anything. I came here to live life to the fullest. Anything less is like thunder with no rain during a heatwave. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers of you…yes you. 

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Fibonacci poetry was founded by Gregory K. Pincus last year as a 6-line poem that follows the Fibonacci sequence for syllable count per line.

For the 6-line poem that means:

  • 1 syllable for first line
  • 1 syllable for second line
  • 2 syllables for third
  • 3 syllables for fourth
  • 5 syllables for fifth
  • 8 syllables for sixth

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July 15, 2025

day 193

By Kat Myrman 
lifelong strangers

tell
me
something
anything
that might convince me
you have a soul…I don’t know you

~kat

One day I hope those who voted for what is happening in this country see the truth. Until then, I grieve for the people they were. I grieve for the people who are suffering. I grieve for what our nation could have been if not for a madman at the top with an army of cruel followers intent on destroying all that is true and good and honorable.

I am so grateful for the beauty that surrounds me. For life emerging all around. For glimmers that give me hope that there is still goodness in the world. Today’s reminder came in the form of a tiny sprouting banana tree leaf. In one day’s time it grew from a nib to a sprout.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Fibonacci poetry was founded by Gregory K. Pincus last year as a 6-line poem that follows the Fibonacci sequence for syllable count per line.

For the 6-line poem that means:

  • 1 syllable for first line
  • 1 syllable for second line
  • 2 syllables for third
  • 3 syllables for fourth
  • 5 syllables for fifth
  • 8 syllables for sixth

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July 13, 2025

day 192 – ReVerse Sunday, 13 July 2025

By Kat Myrman 
ReVerse Sunday, 13 July 2025

there is a whisper of light
survival is life
just a glimmer…

ignorance,
I won’t confuse you
is hard to believe
would they care?
lunacy ensues

sunlight shimmering through trees
when it’s our time we’ll fight to stay


~kat

I love today’s ReVerse poem! It perfectly encapsulates the past week that vividly reminded me how fragile and temporary this little life of ours is. So many incidents of loss in the midst of indescribable beauty and resilience was the theme of the week. The highs and the lows. The rollercoaster that is life where we are often holding on for dear life, trying not to lose our hats or our heads as the wind (and water) sweeps through us. Moments of quiet, of peace, of life going on, with barely enough time to look back, reminding me that the past and not even my assumptions about the future are as important as the present moment. The right here, right now, and the urgency of needing to breathe deeply as this moment settles my soul. 

That was last week. Before I wish you well in the coming week, I invite you to pause with me for a moment. Take a deep breath…settle into your skin and feel your heart filling…and exhale slowly. The coming week is inevitable, but this moment is everything. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. 

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Today’s glimmer…a photo of an African Violet plant I adopted yesterday. A bit of water and feeding and it has nearly doubled in size overnight. Isn’t it amazing what a little loving tenderness and care can do! ✨💚✨

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 week.

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July 12, 2025

days 190 – 191

By Kat Myrman 
the veil

we are just a breath away 
the veil skims against our skin
a cardinal sings nearby as if to say
we are just a breath away
when it’s our time we’ll fight to stay
make the most of life ‘til then
we are just a breath away 
the veil skims against our skin

seeing beauty

there is beauty all around
everywhere our eyes can see
wondrous signs of life and sounds
there is beauty all around
glimmers waiting to be found
sunlight shimmering through trees
there is beauty all around
everywhere our eyes can see

~kat

We had another visitor to these woods. I’m thinking now that it wasn’t the full moon, but a mammal large enough to bend iron…very much like the last time, that had all the turkeys and birds and squirrels, and deer all freaked out. Both bird feeding stations were decimated, seed scattered on the ground. Some have speculated that it was a black bear. Not uncommon for this region. Typically though, they stay clear of populated areas. 

I walked the property to see if I could find any prints or other markers to assess the species of our inhospitable guest, but the ground was too dry from the heat wave we’ve been having. As I rounded the corner I saw a tiny house wren fledgling perched on the edge of a water bowl. It hopped down but appeared to be injured. Fell out of a nest perhaps. I managed to scoop it up safely in a box and we took it to the wildlife rehab center. 

On the way back home we found ourselves stranded in stopped traffic. Just ahead emergency crews were rescuing accident victims and tow vehicles loading what was left of the crushed vehicles that appeared to have collided head on at a curve in the road. We hope the victims all recover. 

We never know when we wake up each morning whether that new day will be our last. It’s a sobering reminder to make the most of every moment that we are still living and breathing, and to be kind when opportunities invite us to intercede on behalf of another living soul. None of us are promised tomorrow. 

Much love, peace and glimmers to you. I hope to see you tomorrow! 

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Poetry form: Triolet

A (first line)
B (second line)
a (rhymes with first line)
A (repeat first line)
a (rhymes with first line)
b (rhymes with second line)
A (repeat first line)
B (repeat second line)

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July 10, 2025

day 189 – just a glimmer (updated)

By Kat Myrman
Full Buck Moon on Bramlett Mountain ~kat 2025
buck moon

the full moon rises
backlighting tree canopies
lunacy ensues

~kat

I’m afraid I dozed off before I could add a little verse last night. The critters, especially the turkeys on our property were absolutely bonkers last night. I was concerned there might be something scary in the woods spooking them all. Turns out it was probably the full moon…at least I’m hoping so. Missed seeing the hen and her poult yesterday. While I haven’t named all my visitors I do take a mental roll call every day. The downside of living in a thriving forest ecosystem, I suppose. Some may fall prey to predators. Nature…magnificent and terrifying but all in community as part of the myriad cycles of lie.

Thinking out loud as I often do…so unlike communities across this country dealing with people being disappeared…a server at a diner, coffee pot left unemptied into waiting cups, gone cold, yard equipment left unattended in partially unkempt lawns, crops left to rot in fields.

This has nothing to do with a thriving ecosystem and there truly are monsters hiding in wait to snatch vulnerable innocents. As I whisper to the critters outside my window…stay safe my loves and look out for each other.

Much love, peace, protection and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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