Category Archives: Minute Poem

May 2, 2022

signs of spring

By Kat Myrman
Bramlett Mountain’s foothills…the greening!
Spring 2022 ~ kat
signs of spring

oh what a thrill it is to see
the greening trees
buds a-blooming
birds on the wing

to hear the sounds of life anew
the doves coo coo
peepers peeping
while we’re sleeping

soft rain falling over the eaves
the fragrant breeze
it’s very clear 
springtime is here

~kat
For today, a Minute poem:
The rules are:
* 3 quatrains (or 4-line stanzas)
* 8 syllables in the first line of each stanza
* 4 syllables in the remaining lines of each stanza
* rhyme scheme: aabb/ccdd/eeff
* written in strict iambic meter
So each stanza contains 20 syllables times 3 stanzas equals 60 syllables total.

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February 5, 2019

February Poem #5

By Kat Myrman

…to sleep
(no rest for the weary)

just one minute more
grumbling as you hit the snooze
places to be, things to do
get feet to the floor
if you’re not in front, on time, you lose

~kat

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November 29, 2017

Women Scorned

By Kat Myrman


‘Why, what could she have done, being what she is?
Was there another Troy for her to burn?’
—W.B. Yeats

Women Scorned

From the shadows, secrets silenced
by violence
with no amends
from vile men,

women have found their voice to tell
tales of hell
and finally
the world sees

that they refuse to be ashamed,
they’re naming names,
they will be heard!
Let truth emerge!

~kat

A Minute Poem for Jane Dougherty’s A Month With Yeats: Day Twenty-Nine.

Today’s verse is from Yeats’ Poem, ‘No Second Troy’.

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November 20, 2017

A Few Minutes

By Kat Myrman

One of those Monday’s with few minutes to spare, and so, a few Minute poems (8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4/aabb, ccdd, eeff)for Jane Dougherty’s ‘A Month with Yeats’ – Day Twenty, Poetry Challenge inspired by the verse below from Yeats’ poem, ‘The Old Age of Queen Maeve’. The painting is IvanBilibin‘s illustration to a Russian fairy tale about the Firebird, 1899.

‘out of the dark air over her head there came

a murmur of soft words and meeting lips.’—W.B. Yeats

breath to death

in dim-lit sterile cells we wait
to meet our fate
the reeper’s sweep
our souls to keep

medicated interventions
good intentions
stripped dignity
dis-harmony

we rage against eternity
our destiny
is but a breath
to peaceful death

Branded

it’s comes to ‘do you believe them?’
all the women
nothing to lose
who claim abuse

for if you side with privileged men
know in the end
you’ll share their shame
for selfish gain

it really does come down to this
you can’t dismiss
you’ll wear the brand
of where you stand

~ kat

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November 8, 2017

Beautiful Death

By Kat Myrman

‘…stars, grown old

In dancing silver-sandalled on the sea,

Sing in their high and lonely melody.’ -W.B.Yeats

cool nor-eastern zephyr whispers
evening vespers
autumn drifting
seasons shifting

leaves of yellow, orange and red
settle in beds
windswept and tossed
wilted by frost

learning the art of letting go
the ebb and flow
arrested breath
beautiful death

~kat

A Minute Poem (8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff) for Jane Dougherty’s A Month With Yeats – Day Seven. Today’s verse,shown above, are from ‘To the Rose Upon the Rood of Time’ by W.B. Yeats.

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