Category Archives: Poetry

Soul-Scape

a tear in the veil
where souls from Elysium
flow from light to gray

©kat – 26 January 2017

For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge based on the prompt words: flow and tear.


Flood – A Haiku


brackish billows swell
surging o’er Tarsus ridge
fervid flood of tears

kat 24 January 2017

For Haiku Horizon’s Haiku Challenge, prompt word: Flood.


Not Love

“Closet” painting by Kat Myrman 2001


would that I could hide away
silenced by your bitter enmity
would that I could hide away
appease your vain demands, do as you say,
let your fear define my life, my right to be
but that’s not Love, no, that’s not me
would that I could hide away

kat ~ 24 January 2017


Roar – Magnetic Poetry Monday – 23 January 2017

Crowd Photo by Mike Hudema from Greenpeace – Washington DC – January 21, 2017


roar

we are not useless as
smooth tongues like to whisper,
drunk on love, sweetly chanting
pink fluff and blather, for beneath
our gorgeous skin lies the heart of
a goddess whose blood boils from
watching repulsive, lying, shadows of
men crush the dreams of her young…

her name is woman…she is a
mother and she never sleeps

©kat ~ 23 January 2017

(Magnetic Poetry – Original Kit)


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 22 January 2017

My view of the sea of love that swelled in Roanoke, VA on January 21, 2017


We have been told that it is impossible to know the truth. Because truth is power, those who are ravenous for power have sought to own it, to create an alternate reality where they define truth for us. The emergence of “fake news” has helped them make the case that “no news is good news” encouraging the confused masses to trust only them, because, truth is power. This is gaslighting (so you don’t have to look it up, this is what it means: manipulating (someone) by psychological means into questioning their own sanity.) Lies do not miraculously transform into truth because the teller smacks a “Period!” at the end of its telling, no discussion, no questions asked. And you are not crazy, or disloyal, or worse, for wanting to question it. 

Remember, truth is power. There will always be those who seek to harness it for their own gain. But truth cannot be bought or sold to the highest bidder. You know this is true. You have an inner compass guiding you when you view the world through the lens of hope, compassion, goodness and love. 

Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t possibly know the truth in this time of fake news. The truth you seek resides in you just waiting to set you free from the cacophony of spin, opinions and boastful “Periods!” It’s time we all stopped looking for the truth somewhere “out there” and listened to our hearts.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 22 January 2017

why do we murmur
no one believes me
I only did what anyone would do
looks are deceiving
dazzlingly brilliant, wild
but what is the truth?
~kat

A shi sai or ReVerse poem 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 shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week. 😊