Category Archives: Life Lessons

April 6, 2022

stop and smell the roses

By Kat Myrman
Photo courtesy of RoonZ-nl on Pixabay.com
“stop and smell the roses”

stop trying to please
and take some time for you to
smell spring’s sweetness in
the moments after the rain
roses misted, dressed in red

~kat
NaPoWriMo2022 -Day 6 Prompt: write a variation of an acrostic poem. But rather than spelling out a word with the first letters of each line, I’d like you to write a poem that reproduces a phrase with the first words of each line.

To challenge myself even more, this poem was created using Original Magnetic Poetry online in the format of a Tanka 😊

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March 7, 2022

falling to pieces

By Kat Myrman 
falling to pieces

i’ve been watching the great oak
in my yard for several years now…
she doesn’t play by the rules 
of autumn, clinging tightly to 
faded, parched leaves against 
the fiercest of tempests, through
ice and heavy lobs of wet snow,
though her branches may bend
to almost breaking, she holds fast
i don’t know what to think of such
a tree, is it vanity, stubbornness, 
a lapse of memory? for as sure
as summer drifts to autumn and
autumn to winter, spring will come
as the sun grows warm and days 
grow long, life will begin to surge 
through her veins causing buds
to burst, at long last setting their 
departed siblings free to ride the wind, 
to taste the earthen loam, to rest, 
to rest in peace in a sea of greening

i’ve been known to be stubborn, to
cling too tightly to things not meant
for me, to useless longing for what
once was, my memory forgetful of
the struggles of those glorified once
upon a times, and time again i have 
been known to stand full-faced 
against a tempest, convinced i held 
on and on for virtue’s sake, believing 
martyrdom raised me up, oh there
it is, the vanity, how loathsome 
to be a tree that can’t let go
when letting go is one’s very destiny…
letting go to ride the wind, to fall to pieces, 
to trust the seasons, to know that 
whatever is left of me is all i need 
and here, now is where i’m meant to be


~kat

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September 26, 2021

mother oak

By Kat Myrman 
mother oak

she stands, deeply rooted
amidst a grove of shallow-footed 
firs, bursting with fruit; her evergreen 
friends taunting her as she blushes 
red, surrendering her modesty 
to the cool winds of autumn

what dreams she’ll dream when
winter comes, memories wakened
in the deep, dark loam, buried there
where only her roots can taste them,
memories of seasons past, of
seed-burst longing to breach the 
grave, to life, to feel the sun upon 
her face and the sweet seductive 
breeze, the thrill of greening

she stands, deeply rooted 
amidst a grove of shallow-footed 
firs, some felled by tempests, or the ax
destined to waste away to dust covered 
in gaudy baubles and tinsel, their 
ever-greenness an illusion laid 
bare at the altar of lost souls, and 
rendered to ash at vanity’s bonfire

yes, she stands, deeply rooted
in the bosom of she who keeps
this blue orb spinning, sailing
through a sea of sweet milk just
far enough from the sun not
to be consumed and close enough
to the moon to see her reflection,
light and shadow colliding, in
ecstasy, heart and soul all-knowing

~kat

-Inspired by a new book I’m reading… “Seeds From the Wild Verge” by Brendan Ellis Williams

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October 27, 2020

Tanka Tuesday – The Illusion of Power

By Kat Myrman

when the wind
bellows through a forest
it’s the trees
that yield,
not those that are unbending,
that endure unmoved

~kat

A Shadorma (3/5/3/3/7/5) for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge. Today’s Prompt Theme – “The Illusion of Power”.

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September 4, 2020

the unraveling

By Kat Myrman

the unraveling

the tapestry is unraveling
earthy tones of brown and
tan, yellow and red fading,
white patches soiled from
blood and tears, offering no
warmth, no consolation,
threads splintering, breaking
unable to hold together the
dreams of the innocents
wrapped in it like a shroud…
where are the seamstresses
with steady hands and nimble
fingers, trembling with needles,
eyes too narrow to thread, to
mend the tatters, to scrub
the fabric clean, to restore
the tapestry, or better yet,
to weave a new cloth, one
that is brilliant, softened
with batting, large enough
to cover all who slumber,
to shield us from nightmares,
from the darkest of nights,
to bring us safely to the dawn
we’re hanging by a thread
tossed by tempests, trembling,
chilled to our bones
while the world burns

~kat

Crawling out from under my rock. Sorry for my recent silence. I confess that I have been overwhelmed of late by what’s happening to our brothers and sisters of color, to those sick and dying from the pandemic, from the lies of our leaders, from the hate ravaging our streets, disturbing the ardent pleas of peaceful protesters, from sheltering in (sheltering…what a benign word…sheltering). I have struggled to find words, forgetting that it is words that save me from the abyss; that help me get out of my head. I hope everyone is staying safe and well. I hope…at least I am trying to even as the dawn seems so very far away. Peace ✌️

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