Author Archives: Kat Myrman

Conversations with God

We pray for peace
While arming ourselves…
We pray for mercy
While denying succor to the desperate…
We pray for healing
While shuttering access to care…
We pray for understanding
While building walls to exclude…
We pray for abundance
While hoarding stockpiles of plenty…
We pray for freedom
While expecting that others follow our demands…
We pray for unity
While excluding and setting ourselves apart…
We pray for forgiveness
While judging the lives of others…
We pray for love
While spewing hate in word and deed…
We pray for pure hearts
While our own hearts grow cold…
We pray trusting that God is listening but…
are we?

kat – 17 July 2016


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 17 July 2016

What does one say about such a week? Our world witnessed another round of tragedy. As I reflect on this my mind is spinning. Was it just one horrible event this week or were there others? Or was it last week? 

The weeks have started to run together. We barely have time to recover, or to make sense of it, before another wave of sorrow swallows us, slamming us relentlessly into the crumbled shards of normal we once took for granted.

It is hard to catch one’s breath in times like this. How important it is to breathe! I forget to sometimes. And yet I know that breathing, consciously, deliberately, is the only thing that saves me. Breathing quiets my spinning head and centers me in the moment flooding me with calm, with peace. Mindfulness does not mean noticing the chaos around me. Mindfulness means focusing my attention on the moment at hand…on simply breathing. Slow breath in….hold …slow breath out.

No matter what the next week brings, I only need to remember to breathe…

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 17 July 2016

If only they believed
Sun light and moon beams
A storm
relentless, inescapable
it was every soul for themselves
growing befuddled
those silly quirks you hated
Only time will tell
Yep, the joke’ll be on them
How do you live with something like that?
I fear we’re all mad!
We Weep For France.
Winter was her favorite time of year.
Behold the Wild Rose
Life can’t be contained
In truth, he had grown accustomed to the weeds.

~ kat

The Shi Sai, (formerly known as a ReVerse) is a form created by Kat Myrman in April 2016. It is a poem created by taking one line of verse from several poems of an author’s own collection. The shi sai is done as a review of a series or collection of poems and therefore, each line should flow in chronological order of the dates the poems were written (from oldest to new). The lines chosen should be the author’s favorite from each poem. This form works best if the author resists the temptation to read the full new poem before all the verses have been added. (It helps one to resist the impulse to change a line to make it “fit”.


Seasoning – Part 2

It had been three winters, three springs, summers, and autumns. The seasons melded together without her light there to breathe life into them.

Henry spent his days working from darkest dawn to waning dusk, the minutes gnawing at his heart, tumbling into hours, days, years. Grief is an unwelcome squatter that has overstayed its visit.

He ate his meals out, avoiding the kitchen when he was home. Dust had settled like a soft wooly sheath on the furniture and floated in the streams of sunlight that slipped through the shuttered curtains.

Henry managed to keep up appearances in public with a ready smile and affirming nod. From the outside he appeared to be getting on with life. The house too held its facade intact with its gleaming white-washed siding and welcoming portico.

Those who ventured past the gate though, realized something was amiss. The garden, once vibrant with fragrant blossoms, had been overtaken by thistles and brambles.

“I must see to the garden,” Henry often mused. In truth, he had grown accustomed to the weeds.

kat – 16 July 2016
(175 Words)

Part 2 of Jane Dougherty’s Microfiction Challenge inspired this week by this painting, La Porte by Henri Duhem. You can other Parts HERE.


Walls

Silly vain humans
build your big walls if you must
life can’t be contained.

kat 16 July 2016

A Haiku for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge inspired by the prompt words green and fence.

Have a wonderfully wild day! 😊


Wild Roses 

A Poem for Elusuve Tropes Saturday Magnetuc Poetry Challenge. I found these words in the Nature Kit at MagneticPoetry.com

behold the wild rose
how she thrives
in harmony with
rock and stone…
her roots beneath
wind long and deep

~kat – 16 July 2016