Author Archives: Kat Myrman

Sunday’s ReVerse poem – 2 April 2023

Normally, I would use this space to comment on the lines gleaned from the last several weeks of writing…but I have chores to do, mouths to feed and several souls to keep. 

Suffice to say, I am determined to write as often as I am able. It is my peace in the storm. I need these words more than you know. And it is a bonus when they manage to fall into place and resemble a poem! So…that said, that’s all I have right now…back to care taking, taking care to dribble a few lines now and again, keeping my own questionable sanity in check!

Peace to you my friends. Be kind above all things. Oh, how this world needs kindness.

Sunday’s ReVerse poem - April 2, 2023

I have words, so many words
weary from these long, long nights
heaven enfolds me
winter’s end is near
it’s power they crave…and your soul
until all that’s left
to rouse us at dawn
on fire with fever
murmuring sweet poetry
I know…whatever…
I heard the sky is falling

~kat

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. 

what it is

what it is

an elusive voyeur in the darkness
heaven, heavy with tears
is a rolling stone sculptor
the impossible longing of wistful souls
it is neither here nor there
it is the butterfly you missed in passing
it is hungry bellies and disturbed minds
the inability to accept reality; to let go
the fruit of one’s labor unrealized
it is incessant wishfulness
the inevitable consequence of chaos
it is the primal rhapsody of humanity

~kat

NaPoWriMo Day Two Challenge: to craft a poem from my surreal definitions of the words listed below. Amazingly, these random “definitions” created something rather breathtaking. Great Challenge!

owl
fog
river
miracle
mercurial
elusive
thunder
ghost
acorn
longing
truffle
song

10 X 1 = 10

10 X 1 = 10

remember
when a fact
was a fact?

when

ten times one was
always ten, not
up for debate
or opinion

when

the truth meant something
and lies were abhorred?
we can’t even trust
our own eyes…I heard
the sky is falling

(did you just look up?) 😉

~kat

Following a theme from yesterday for Day 1 of NaPoWriMo 2023’s challenge to write a poem inspired by book cover art found at the site: The Public Domain Review.

whatever

whatever

whatever
used to be
just a word

choice

deferred, polite,
a way to say,
one conveys trust,
perhaps concern

when

we still cared about
other people, to say
‘whatever you need’
and really mean it…
I know…whatever…

~kat

A Cadae for the early bird challenge in this year’s NaPoWriMo, inspired by the random fact found on Mental Floss illustrated above. 

it’s elemental

(a five-part Magnetic Poetry poem using the Nature kit) 

it’s elemental

if i was the wind
i would breathe through you
murmuring sweet poetry and
gently toss your hair
only to hear you sigh

if i was the rain
I would sweeten your
garden with lovely wetness
only to see you grow wild
and verdant, glistening in the sun

if i was the earth
brown and fertile beneath you
i would make a soft bed of
thick moss in the cool dark
so you can rest your soul
when this world is too much

if i was the sun
i would blanket you
in warmth, in pure love,
from dawn to dusk and
even through the night,
the moon shining bright

in wind and rain, earth
and fiery sun, always
know that i am here
gently loving you with
all that i am

~kat