Author Archives: Kat Myrman

day 299

Describe a family member.

in the aftermath…where heroes emerge 

she is
I refuse to dwell
on who she was…
strong, full of life,
because she is
all of that still
though muted by adversity
the injustice of incompetence
of a system that values profit
over people, bottom lines
over excellence
a system that moves on from oops
to oh well…good luck…next…
there’s nothing more
we can do for you

these days, she lives with
unbearable, relentless pain
these days, she still manages
to smile, to give, to care,
I have thought, and even
said out loud on occasion,
I don’t know how she does it
but that’s not true, I know…
because she is…
strong, full of life,
and that is all you or me,
or anyone needs to know

~kat

My wife has CRPS brought on by an act of medical neglect…incompetence, that has changed our life and plans forever. They call CRPS the suicide disease. For a reason.

Over the past several years as we have made our way through the stages of grief for what we thought was our plan for the future, to settling in to what I had called the new normal. Silly me. There is nothing normal about living with a debilitating disease that brought everything that we thought we knew to a full stop. It has taken a while for us to realize that while everything changed around us, we didn’t. In fact, we grew stronger.

These days, I’ve stopped looking back, determined to make each moment count. Like everyone we have bad days and good. These days the good days taste even sweeter, and glimmer even brighter…because…life.-

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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My Glimmer…


day 298 ~ A ReVerse Poem

A ReVerse Poem ~ 26 October 2025

roots of grass
in horror, the world sees our once great nation fall
I was so hoping
the pain, the cruelty, the hate…
it’s hard to tell, to imagine the peril we're in
there is no limit (to)
the price I’d pay to send away
a certain orange man with tiny hands,
never trust a fool

~kat

Gentle Sunday to you. I’d like to imagine that we’ve seen the worst of it. That things will get better, but I know that’s wishful thinking on my part. Already the landscape and landmarks that chronicled the centuries old history of this nation have been irrevocably destroyed, dumped onto the dustheap of failed governments. 

But we the people are still here. We’re not going away.  Compassion, peace, respect, kindness and liberty are worth fighting for. 

And finally…last week wasn’t a complete disaster. Just look at those glimmers!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! 

~kat

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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.


day 297…a proper glimmer

As promised, a proper glimmer. Busy day out and about…voted…did some shopping…got my COVID shot (while they’re still available! And now I’m taking a moment to take it all in, to call it a day. It was a good day actually. But the is nothing better than this…Gabby snoring on my lap as I rest my eyes a bit. Ending today on a glimmer. We don’t deserve dogs. I realize how blessed I am to have charge over this loyal little soul.

May you have a lovely rest of your weekend. Much love, peace and glimmers to you!

~kat

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Day 297~ Daily Prompt

How much would you pay to go to the moon?

Mar-A-Luna 

You ask me this, as if you assume
I had the slightest desire…the moon?
To leave this beautiful, life-sustaining
place that I have known…i love my home
i think I’ll pass…but glad you asked
the price I’d pay to send away
a certain orange man with tiny hands,
his team of loyal hacks…now that
is worth considering, the lunar scape
suits this lot, cold as ice, core of rot
barren land paved with debris
two-faced, a dark side no one sees…
what wouldn’t I pay…it makes me giddy
to think of it, oh my! Would be a pity
to let this opportunity pass…you asked,
What would I pay? Let’s just say
anything and all to my last penny!

~kat

It’s been a rough week for democracy y’all. Well, let’s just say DT struck the final blow when he demolished the East Wing of the people’s house. We are not a democracy. There are no longer three separate branches of government. Congress has abdicated its responsibility, the Supreme Court majority is in lockstep with crowning the executive branch a dictatorship. The rule of law is dead. And the fourth estate has been silenced, cowed underground. SMH

So when I saw today’s daily prompt on WordPress I had to smile. It broke through the angst I had been feeling and gave me liberty to imagine an alternative reality to the current nightmare. I may have spent more time than is healthy crafting my poem and artwork for this one…but you know…desperate times do call for desperate measures to make sense of the obsurd.

So I started with my response to the prompt question…and then, once I allowed myself to muse at the possibility of freedom and liberty from our current state, i couldn’t help myself…I came up with my blueprint for Mar-a-Luna. Hey…a girl can dream.

It may not count as a proper glimmer but I do hope it relieves some of the tension of this current time, and makes you smile. I’ll try to share a proper glimmer once I head out into this beautiful world. But for now…

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

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day 296

vindictive 
.
fuck
around and find
out
there is no limit
to vengeance meted by immature
people
who feel entitled to
retribution for
perceived wrongs
raising hell on earth

~kat

Just when you feel totally over and done with the daily, sometimes hourly assault by powerful, cruel, deplorable people, more shit hits the fan. It’s by design you know. They want us to feel overwhelmed, to give up, to comply.  

Never before in the course of this year, have I needed glimmers more….

We had a basket of more peaches that we would ever eat. My partner volunteers at a wildlife rescue center and I suggested she take them all to the shelter as a treat for the animals who reside there. 

You guessed it! Today’s glimmer features an opposum named The Boss! This young fellow will never be released back into the wild. He is blind, you see, but that doesn’t mean that his little life has no value. He’s being trained to become an ambassador who, when he is older, will help teach children and event attendees about opossums…up close and personal. Today the Boss discovered that he loves peaches. And so, without further delay,  I present to you the Boss, Ambassador Marsupial extraordinaire enjoying fresh peaches for the first time in his short little life…I hope his smile makes you smile!

Much love, peace and glimmers to you! 

~kat

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