Author Archives: Kat Myrman

February 28, 2026

gentle grace

By Kat Myrman
Glimmer Alert: Deer folk resting in my yard at perimeter of the woods under the juniper trees.
gentle grace
.
come
away with me…
rest
here, where the deer folk
feel safe, under the juniper trees
shaded,
where trust is manifest
by coexisting
from a wee distance

~kat

I’m not ignoring the elephant in the corner…another illegal, rogue move by DT. As I woke to the news, all I could think was…this maniac holds the nuclear codes…he is just a heartbeat away from blowing us all to smithereens…and then I stopped myself. What good can come of worrying about the what-ifs.

I chose instead to start my day, enjoy a warm bowl of steel-cut oats with butter, brown sugar, and cream, do some weekly shopping, tend to my animals, and enjoy the sun, blue sky, and warming temperatures. And if that wasn’t enough, as the day slipped into late afternoon and the shadows grew long, I noticed several deer lounging in the grass at the back corner of my yard near the woods’ edge.

It made my heart sing to see them. To realize that they feel safe enough to rest here out in the open within my view. It confirmed to me that choosing to move through my day, despite the terrible news from last night was the best thing I could be doing right now. To rest, recharge, and ready myself for survival, if life comes to that.

Today there was a hint of spring in the air, and the bright sun felt warm on my skin. Today I needed to rest…and my dear deer friends stopped by to remind me to trust this moment…at least for this moment, I am safe.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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February 24, 2026

in darkness

By Kat Myrman 
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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February 22, 2026

a long past due ReVerse poem

By Kat Myrman 
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 not have had the same impact in the story that this long version 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…here 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.

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February 21, 2026

starry night

By Kat Myrman
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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February 18, 2026

cloistered

By Kat Myrman
The neighborhood watch strolls by every dawn. Glimmers of grace and strength. 
cloistered

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

~kat

much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

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