Category Archives: Random Thoughts and Musings

April 15, 2025

NaGloPoWriMo 15 April 2025 – glimmer day 104

By Kat Myrman 
the wild

they know where I live
the turkeys, the bluejays, the crows, 
oh, they know where I live
the squirrels and the deer…they know
they come for a few sprinkles of seed
and feed my melancholy soul

~kat

I wish I had a photo to show you. We had to go out for a few hours today. When we returned a 1/2 dozen Jennie’s were wandering around the yard. As we pulled up to the house we noticed one standing at the gate entrance to the back yard and our main entrance. It was if she had been waiting for us to return home. 

The wild animals who live in the woods near my property know me. They know my schedule. They watch me from the shadowy brambles and from behind the trees. When I moved here from the city several years ago, people asked me I I would be scared to live out, in the middle of nowhere. But I. Can say without a doubt there is nowhere like this oasis in the middle of the chaos. And there is nowhere I’d rather be but nowhere…here were I have rediscovered my roots and my kinfolk on the edge of civilization. 

much love, peace and glimmers to you. 

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

NaGloPoWriMo 15 April 2025 Prompt: And now for your prompt! While Brother J.C.’s warm-up and Kenyon’s poem might seem very different at first, they’re both informed by repetition, simple language, and they express enthusiasm. They have a sermon/prayer-like quality, and then end with a bang. Your challenge is to write a six-line poem that has these same qualities.

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April 14, 2025

NaGloPoWriMo 13 April 2025 ~ glimmer day 102

By Kat Myrman 
not normal 

they were out and about today, doing normal
the people, everywhere I looked, as if nothing 
was unusual, as if no crisis was near, 
disturbing, while everything spirals to nothing
stock markets crash, tariff wars rage, laws are ignored
the people are blissful, impending doom ignored

experts on the news are reeling, losing their minds
students of history sound the alarm…”not a drill” 
they warn, “we’ve seen this before, it doesn’t end well!”
the plunder, the gaslighting, “drill baby drill”
masked vigilantes enacting their agenda
we the people, lost in the chaos, forgotten
it’s not normal how normal things seem, we’ve forgotten

the principles our ancestors fought to preserve
liberty, freedom, justice, just to name a few
opportunities afforded to everyone
the pursuit of happiness for all, not the few
as history’s rewritten and lies replace truth
will future generations ever know the truth

~kat

A wee bit late…moments past midnight. I had almost given up. The task seemed too great, after an exhausting working long weekend. As I settled in to rest, finally, the muse tapped me on the shoulder.  “We are writing tonight…” And here we are. Another poem in the books.

Glimmers…we had a few. A whirlwind visit from my three youngest grandchildren aged 8, 6, and 3…(ages added to validate the whirlwind comment 😉). All my grand children and great grandchildren are glimmers. They are my hope. I’m so sorry we’ve made such a mess of things for them.

Back to glimmers…focus kat…being wrapped in the hugs of tiny humans is definitely a glimmer that will hold me for days. And dandelions. There are dandelions too!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

NaGloPoWriMo 13 April 2025 prompt for the day (optional, as always). Donald Justice’s poem, “There is a gold light in certain old paintings,” plays with both art and music, and uses an interesting and (as far as I know) self-invented form. His six-line stanzas use lines of twelve syllables, and while they don’t use rhyme, they repeat end words. Specifically, the second and fourth line of each stanza repeat an end-word or syllable; he fifth and sixth lines also repeat their end-word or syllable. Today, we challenge you to write a poem that uses Justice’s invented form.

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April 13, 2025

glimmer day 101 ~ NaGloPoWriMo 12 April  2025

By Kat Myrman 
…and they lived happily ever after

the shoe fit
it was a whirlwind engagement
the wedding of the century
(we’re talking partridges in pear trees and lords a leaping here)
and the honeymoon…well
poor Cindy…
didn’t take long
for her to discover
her prince
had a nasty foot fetish
happily ever after?
like the American dream 
may she rest in pieces 
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where am I? who am I? what…? 
wouldn’t you like to know
follow the yellow brick road they said
when the stocks go low
it’s time to buy
It’s exactly as we planned
I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore
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Mary’s little lamb 
was fleeced by old McDonald
while Humpty Dumpty took a fall
from the tallest wall in the history of walls 
bye bye miss America 
France wants their statue back
it’s raining helicopters and jets
can my cat give me the bird flu
we’ll see what happens
in two weeks
that’s the $64,000 question 
we already know the answer
history on repeat…no royalties

~kat

~ NaGloPoWriMo 12 April  2025 Prompt: Try writing a poem that makes reference to one or more myths, legends, or other well-known stories, that features wordplay (including rhyme), mixes formal and informal language, and contains multiple sections that play with a theme. Try also to incorporate at least one abstract concept – for example, desire or sorrow or pride or whimsy.

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April 11, 2025

glimmer day 100 / NaGloPoWriMo 11 April 2025

By Kat Myrman

I 

a candle in darkness

hello darkness my old friend
just when we think we’ve seen it all
like a candle in the wind

another blow, the nightmare never ends
as criminals plan their next cabal
hello darkness my old friend

I can’t bear to watch, the bitter end
democracy on life support will fall
like a candle in the wind

we’re spiraling on a downward trend
the people cry but no one hears their call
hello darkness my old friend 

we told the truth, our differences to mend 
they called us traitors from behind their wal
like a candle in the wind

there is no middle ground on which to stand
our leaders on a binge have gone awol
hello darkness my old friend 
like a candle in the wind

-kat

NaGloPoWriMo 11April 2025 Prompt: take a look at Kyle Dargan’s “Diaspora: A Narcolepsy Hymn.” This poem is a loose villanelle that uses song lyrics as its repeating lines (loose because it doesn’t rhyme).  Your challenge is, like Dargan, to write a poem that incorporates song lyrics – ideally, incorporating them as opposing phrases or refrains.

Today’s glimmer…bluejays at the crow feeder. Bluejays can be obnoxious creatures. What started as a feeding tray for my crow friends has quickly become host to dozens of blue jays. I have been putting out more peanuts specifically for the crows mid-day when the jays are off doing whatever it is they do.

There are people who act like these jays. They are obnoxious and will push for their own interest above others, even if it means encroaching on someone else’s portion. And then there are those who wait, coming in at the back of the line after everyone else has had their fill. They may even find that their favorite dishes are empty by the time they come to fill their plate. And it’s perfectly fine with them. Potlucks are not about the food, they are about community, and gratefulness for having one’s needs met.

Much love, peace, and glimmers of gratefulness to you,

~kat✨✨💚✨✨

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April 10, 2025

NaGloPoWriMo 10 April 2025 – glimmer day 99

By Kat Myrman

These guys are finally settling down. No puffed up feathers…no strutting! I have developed quite an appreciation for the wild Turkey. Magnificent beasts…And today’s glimmer. With so many things happening in the world today. I am so grateful that these Toms came by and reminded me that sometimes it’s okay to relax and hang out with friends. Normal can be a beautiful thing, especially in the midst of chaos.

1-

shaded gray

endless rain, gray skies
is it gray or is it grey?
cold and dreary…it’s grey

~kat

2-

the peace worker’s piece 

she was on a roll
an inspiring role
i hear it was here
that she wrote by rote
a piece about ways to peace
nothing new, she knew
but a message we’d forgot
‘twas right to write it

~kat

Today I wrote a couple of poems on topic exploring the homophone…

Homophone Definition: one of two or more words pronounced alike but different in meaning or derivation or spelling (such as the words to, too, and two); or a character or group of characters pronounced the same as another character or group

NaGloPoWriMo 10 April 2025 prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that, like Bibbins’, uses alliteration and punning. See if you can’t work in references to at least one word you have trouble spelling, and one that you’ve never quite been able to perfectly remember the meaning of.

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