Category Archives: Social Issues

day 246

Afternoon sun refracted/reflected through the neon tetra fish tank onto the laundry closet doors. Late summer 2025 ~kat

not a hoax

innocent girls trapped in women’s bodies
now stand bravely in the face of power
speaking truth, hoping to be seen
after years of invisibility, years…
we’re taught to trust, to respect
our elders, to serve, to obey but
no one taught us how to respond
to elders who turned into monsters

~kat

I watched the press conference yesterday…you know the one…the one featuring the women seeking justice for the crimes they suffered as young girls at the hands of the rich and famous. They stand for every woman who has ever been abused. Me too came and went. But these women and their supporters are not going away. We need to support them and uphold their right to seek justice. May they finally be heard, and may they finally receive the justice withheld from them by the rich and powerful. Even as they poured their hearts out on the grounds near the capitol building, Trump doubled down on his latest catch phrase. “It’s a hoax!” No donald…it is not a hoax.

much love, peace, and glimmers to you,

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 245

more vacation memories

it took a north-flowing river
a campfire, a bottle of Yuengling,
from America’s oldest brewery,
and stories of hogs, sunflower gardens,
pepper relish recipes, and great dane
kisses, to help me breathe, in deeply
out slowly with a sigh underneath
a perfect blue cloud brushed sky

~kat

There is something special about a riverside campfire. The easy flow of the water, waterfowl riding the current, good food, great company, and cool crisp air…lots of it…that has a way of healing the heart and soul. I didn’t even realize that I needed a sit by the river until it happened. It was the last day of a perfect time away. I am not entirely back into my pre-trip routine. And that’s okay. Sometimes you just need to pause a spell to take it all in.

much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 244

stoned

there is love
hearts chiseled from stone
crying out
for justice for peace
yes, even the rocks

~kat

It’s been a short long week. While I have been writing and collecting glimmers along the way, I am only now catching my breath. Today’s glimmer is a glimpse of the heart shaped treasures I found on my walks with Gabby. It was quite a productive few days. Everywhere I looked there were heart-shaped stones. Amidst rousing conversations on the state of the world over dinner, I returned to our hotel and grounded myself in gravel plant beds. So many things about this trip were healing. Today’s theme and glimmers are the rocks that begged me to notice them…and bring them home with me.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨


day 239

Photo by Kat Myrman 2025
Kent State May 4th

four killed, nine wounded
no good comes when armed solders
march on native soil

~kat

Top on the itinerary for our time away was a stop at my partner’s Alma Mater, Kent State University, to visit the May 4th exhibit, a new addition to the campus. It is particularly poignant and chilling to consider how history seems to be repeating itself. It only took a week for this administration to arm the National Guard soldiers that wandered the National Mall of DC doing photo ops with tourists. It would seem that this was trump’s intent all along. Especially now that other democratic and sanctuary cities are next on his list of cities needing an armed occupation. We have seen this before. It does not end well. People will die. People did die.

May 4th happened during the time of Richard Nixon, when congress members still believed in the rule of law and the constitution; when congress members were brave (some would say had a spine), and served the people. They say that those who refuse to learn the lessons of history are doomed to repeat it.  It’s sobering to consider what is at stake, and how close we are to repeating some of the dark pages of our history. 

Today’s glimmer is bitter sweet. It is truth and history, and places like the exhibit I visited today. They are glimmers of light to help bring us back to our senses, to give us the opportunity to learn from our mistakes so that we avoid making those mistakes again. May we learn. May we act. May we redirect ourselves before another tragedy happens. 

much love, peace, and glimmers to you,

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Photo by Kat Myrman 2025
Photo by Kat Myrman 2025

Poetry Form today: Haiku 5/7/5 syllables per each line.


day 237

enough…

thoughts and prayers are not enough
even when uttered by innocent children
cannot save them from bullets
piercing through the stained glass
of hallowed, hollow sanctuaries
as evil encroaches their once safe place
we have lost our way in so many ways
but our greatest sin is not caring
not loving children more than guns
allowing children to starve, to be slaughtered, to deny education,
opportunity, healthcare, safety…
it’s not prayer in schools that will save us
when amendments and sacred tomes
become idols, there is no god to listen
and more children, lives cut short, to bury

~kat

It is hard to find glimmers on a day when another mass shooter gunned down children in a church on their first days of school. I am heartbroken for the children, and for the families of those wounded or lost. Back to school, normally a joyful time for kids, has started like a recurring nightmare here in the US. 

There was a vigil in Minnesota this evening. Here’s a photo (By Jeff Wheeler/The Minnesota Star Tribune) It’s today’s glimmer. 

Photo by Jeff Wheeler/the Minnesota Star Tribune

The candles held by mourners are lights in the darkness. Even in grief and pain there can be glimmers…candlelight to remember those lost. To show up. To say, “no more”…to hope someone is finally listening. 

Much love, peace and glimmers to you.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨