Category Archives: Rhyming Couplets

February 5, 2025

day 36

By Kat Myrman 
nothing personal

‘twas nothing personal, you lied
it was your right to choose a side 
but that’s the problem, don’t you see
your choice, your win, affected me
‘cause we don’t live in normal times
our future teeters on the line 
and freedom is a fragile thing
a president is not a king
you cast a witless, selfish vote
informed by lies, disdain for woke
I thought I knew you, I was wrong
you chide me now to get along
it saddens me, I feel betrayed 
the price is high, this choice you made
I can’t agree to disagree 
there’s nothing to discuss you see
I must now work to set things right
I’d hoped you’d join this holy fight 
already there is hell to pay
the world will know the truth one day
and you will too, one day you’ll see
that no one wins if all aren’t free

~kat

Since this all started just a few weeks ago, something has been brewing in me. Deep disappointment in family and friends who voted for the chaos we’re now experiencing are gloating now…cheering on the cruelty, delighting in owning the libs. I tried to tell them things would be bad. They dismissed me as a sore loser. But even I am floored by how bad things have gotten in such a short time with no check in place and no end in sight. My wife and I are shoring up for what might be coming. Gathering our important papers, planning a consult with an attorney to shore up our partnership should this government cancel our marriage of 25 years, 17 of them semi legal on …off..the on again legal. We’ve experienced the hostility that comes from good ‘Christian’ folks who consider it a sin to serve us in restaurants or to treat us with compassionate care in hospital emergency rooms. I’m trying to keep my wits about me. Preparing for the worst hoping for the best. We just want to live out our last years in peace. 

But as I said, the fact that people I know and love voted for this has troubled me. This may not be a typical glimmer, but writing is a healing release for me. Putting the words down in a poem lifted a weight off of me and in a small way gives me strength to press on. I share it here because I have learned that I am often not the only one feeling these emotions. And so I’m reaching out to you, if you’re feeling it too, to let you know you are not alone. 

Peace, love, and glimmers to you.

~kat

P.S. You are not alone. In case you needed one last reminder.

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January 11, 2025

Day 10…Delayed

By Kat Myrman 
when hope is just a glimmer 

there will sometimes be days
just like this one has been
a long twenty four hours 
that drags on without end
a bleak, languishing dirge 
I assure you my friend
it won’t last, it just won’t 
because dusk’s round the bend
and the night, and sweet dreams
you can hang on ‘til then
just remember to breathe
a deep breath slowly in
then sit for a moment 
while remembering when
you have been here before
find your center of zen
exhale all your troubles
repeat, do it again
until you feel peace
and calm settling in 
please don’t fret, you’ll be fine
it’s a lot to take in
when the world’s spinning wild
no beginning or end

there will sometimes be days
just like this one has been
it won’t last, it just won’t 
I assure you my friend

peace and glimmers to you…

~kat

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January 2, 2025

Day Two

By Kat Myrman 
she never was 

behind these insulated walls
I’ve everything I need, and all
manner of life’s pleasantries 
words spinning into poetry
books to read, trees for shade
an office where I work for pay
running water, air and heat
pillows, a soft place to sleep
the perfect view of dawn and dusk
I needn’t leave, but if I must
I make my ventures short and sweet
to gather mostly food to eat
the great pandemic sent me home
to work remotely on my own
this eremition’s grown on me
when time slips and I cease to be
will anyone remember me
no matter, i am quite content
to simply be, it’s time well spent 
behind these insulated walls
I’ve everything I need, and all

~kat
Today’s “glimmer” is the joy of learning a new word and applying it in verse! 

Eremition (eh-ruh-MIH-shun)
(n.) The act of gradually fading from the lives of others, not out of malice but a desire for solitude or renewal.

Example: Over the years, his eremition went unnoticed, until one day he was simply gone.

I saw this word in my social media feed. A new word to me. What a thrill it was to happen upon it. I found resonance with its meaning. Since migrating from a brick and mortar cubicle to work from home during the pandemic, I have enjoyed the solitary aspect of working remotely. I don’t miss the petty office politics, the gossip, the backbiting, the time sucking commute. I’m more productive. Truly. Who knew that making a living could actually support having a life?

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December 22, 2024

musings on a gray dawn day

By Kat Myrman 
musings on a gray dawn day

no glistening streams of golden rays
today the dawn is draped in gray
the ground is damp and smells of musk
of fading leaves and hickory husks
but I’m not blue because you see
weather has no power o’er me
and facts are facts, the sun did rise
just as the new moon blots the sky
no matter what each day may bring
i can be sure of one true thing
as morning comes to break the night
no one or thing can dim my light
it never lasts, the dark and gray
and so I rise to seize the day
each moment, opportunity 
to be the best that I can be

~kat

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October 25, 2024

the graces

By Kat Myrman 
the graces

time and once upon ago
Euphrosyne’s amber tresses flowed
on wisps of autumn’s frosted breath

dear Aglaia, the tall and slim
in elegance, slow danced with wind
cloud-kissed, her raiment golden flecked

and Thalia, sweet Thalia blushed bright
her supple shallow roots held tight
as fledglings flitted from their summer nests

yes time and once upon ago
from seed to sprout these beauties showed
resilience when the tempests raged
they met each season shift with grace
flowered, fruited, shed their seed
the most magnificent of trees
and lovely still, though worn with age
if they could speak what might they say?

embrace each season of this life
dwell on the good, let go the strife
time steals away before you know
so learn to bend when fierce winds blow
let your roots spread deep and wide
reach to heaven’s North Star guide
then soft surrender to the loam
leave not a trace, but grace, come home

~kat

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