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April 13, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 13

home sweet

these hills are filled with gentle folk
wide-eyed does and frolicking fawns
scampering squirrels and field mice
trotting turkey hens and toms

the sky is blue and all a-flutter
blue jays, cardinals, finches, crows
hummingbirds, phoebes, cowbirds, wrens
turkey vultures swooping low

the air is honeysuckle sweet 
waves of windsong through the trees
trills and tweets in harmony
the dawn erupts in symphony 

a nearby stream swells, bubbling
the ground hums softly ‘neath my feet
at dusk when all is settling down
the peepers lull us all to sleep

there is no place I’d rather be
surrounded by this sea of green
my heart has found its home at last
here in the woods, living the dream

~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 13 Prompt: Try your hand today at writing your own poem about a remembered, cherished landscape. It could be your grandmother’s backyard, your schoolyard basketball court, or a tiny strip of woods near the railroad tracks. At some point in the poem, include language or phrasing that would be unusual in normal, spoken speech – like a rhyme, or syntax that feels old-fashioned or high-toned.

Today’s Glimmer….is more like a flash, a flicker and a twitter. The hummingbirds are back! And Frankie is commandeering the best seat in the house! The other two…well you can clearly see their attitude.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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April 12, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 12

By Kat Myrman

alchemy in grandma’s kitchen

when the early morning sun streamed
through savory steam, wafting from a 
bubbling stockpot in my grandma’s kitchen, 
it usually meant someone was sick.
chicken on the bone, celery, carrots, 
onions, garlic simmering all day
was a proven cure for seasonal ick.

“Give her my special cough syrup”
grandpa would holler from his well-worn
chair near the front room window, 
Bonanza flashing in black, white,
and gray from the tv box…Hoss was 
always my favorite, though everyone 
said Little Joe was the best.

After supper, grandma would open 
the special cabinet, where a dark glass bottle on the top shelf was hidden, grandpa’s stash, as she eyed me, whispering
cautiously, “only because you’re sick…”

She’d measure a jigger of sweet, 
whiskey into hot lemon juice with honey… 
like magic it soothed my sore throat and helped me sleep, along with cool
camphorated oil rubbed on my chest, a sock
filled with salt warmed on the coal-fired stove wrapped around my neck, and cotton balls, dipped in garlic oil, stuffed 
in my ears…I was a loopy, smelly sight, but
by morning, miraculously, I was healed.

At 5 years old I believed my grandma 
was magical, wise, some would say, a witch.
Looking back, I am convinced that she was!


~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 12 Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own poem that recounts a memory of a beloved relative, and something they did that echoes through your thoughts today.

And a glimmer of course…

An intriguing find deep inside my burning bush plant. Made me smile. Kind of reminds me of a turtle… am I wrong?!

Anyhoo…nature imitating…nature. It’s a wonder!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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April 8, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 8

By Kat Myrman

two left feet

I’m a terrible dancer
you don’t need to remind me
I suppose I’ll just sit here then
hold up the wall and watch, 
as you cut a rug, show me 
how it’s done…I’ll just
tap my toes under the table
so I don’t embarrass you when
we’re out in public, awkward me,
with my two left, flat feet, stiff hips, 
and too-long, flailing, orangutan arms. 
you don’t need to remind me

I’m a terrible dancer
the trees don’t seem to mind though
when we start to sway in unison 
my golden locks, their lush, sage leaves 
tossed by a gentle, cool spring breeze
the tall grass bending gracefully 
beneath my bare feet, caressing my skin
as the loam hums, birds trill, the hills swell 
in harmony, bird and butterfly wing flutters
sending whispers of breath past my ears…
I lose myself like dandelion fluff
twirling, twirling lightly on a dream
the trees don’t seem to mind though
I’m a terrible dancer

~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 8 Prompt: use a simple phrase repeatedly, and then make statements that invert or contradict that phrase.

Always good for a glimmer…my dear sidekick Gabby. She is doing so well these days. On an herbal concoction from our holistic vet after our seed tick scare last month. The supplement aptly names I think…”Gracious Power”! You go Gabby Girl! ✨💚✨

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April 6, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 6

By Kat Myrman

good talk

Hey, I’ve been thinking…wow! I saw that! Do NOT, roll your eyes at me…I have good thoughts…name one time my ideas didn’t work…you can’t, can you? …you know you can’t…admit it…you know I have great ideas…anyhow, I was thinking…actually, it came to me in a dream, last night…clear as day…and I actually remember it…when was the last time I remembered a dream? so you know it must be a great idea…you know?…that corner of the yard you’ve been wanting to…wait…what?…don’t you want to hear what I’ve been thinking? Oh…ooooh, sorry, I forgot…you haven’t had your coffee yet…we can talk about it after you finish work…or, uh, you have to work late? No problem. Text you? I can do that…okay, I’ll text you…you’re gonna love my idea! It’s brilliant…okay, okay, good talk…good talk…let me know what you think! I can’t wait to hear what you think.

~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 6 Prompt: try writing with a breezy, conversational tone, while including at least one thing that could only happen in a dream.

Poetry form: Run-On Poem. I been wanting to write one of these for a while. Today’s prompt was the perfect opportunity!

Today’s glimmer…spring POP! There are cute little buds popping from tree limbs everywhere! One morning I’ll wake up and the shade will have grown long under a beautiful canopy of lush green leaves. As much as my sinuses might protest (I have a nasty case of hay fever every year, often losing my speaking voice!) I do love this time of year. My hummingbird feeders are hung. Waiting patiently for our little flock to return from their tropical sabbatical! Here’s the current situation!

Much love, peace, and glimmers my friends. I do hope we make it to Wednesday with quiet skies around the world. IYKYK…TACO!

~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨

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April 4, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 -Day 4

By Kat Myrman

midnight moon

i like the dawn golden in hues, powder blue
with lemony mist creep-creeping mid-tree 
east window undressed to take in the view
to rise with the sun, the first sight I see 
past settling dusk I prefer shadows cool
the slightest white twinkling star canopy
darkness as black as a patent black shoe
to swallow me whole into rem cycle sleep
but windows exposed to the fullest of moons
send me wearily toward sheer insanity 
I could cover the glare but I’d miss the dawn too
restless nights produce poems laced with lunacy

~kat

Na/GloWriPoMo 2026 Day 4 Prompt: craft your own short poem that involves a weather phenomenon and some aspect of the season. Try using rhyme and keeping your lines of roughly even length.

I may hop back on later today to share another glimmer. But at least for now, the moon though my side window tonight should be glimmer enough!

I love my naked windows most of the time. Mornings especially…and throughout my workday. And even most nights…except on those nights when the moon is full. As you can see I have a direct view of the moon when it is days before and days after a full moon. It makes me question my interior decorating practice of no window dressings for our house on the edge of the woods. Then dawn arrives and I find myself grateful for the view once again!

Can something that drives you bananas still be a glimmer? I’ll let you decide that for yourself. As for me…this evening’s glimmer became inspiration for a poem. As tired as I am that it’s going to take a few minutes longer before the moon passes through…I made good use of the time, and have a fun little poem to show for it. A glimmer in disguise so to speak. So that would be a yes for me. With some glimmers you may have to look for the silver lining!

Much love, Peace, and Glimmers to you

~kat

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