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February 28, 2025

day 59 ~ exploring the cleave

By Kat Myrman 
it’s okay…I’m ok…everything’s okay

it will be okay | there will be collateral 
the morning sun is bright | shine a light
the sky is blue | expose the lies
the birds are singing | people will perish
wake up, stretch | as they flex their hatred
take a walk amidst the trees | and burn things down
deep breath…deep breath | don’t exhale 
embrace sweet routine | as chaos churns
a day like every other | unprecedented cruelty and power
work, play, rest, repeat | their malevolent goal
here in our bubbles | no one is safe
clinging to normal | democracy is dying
make bread | those starving for justice
sip sweet tea | long for peace
dawn to dusk | dusk to darkness
as the world spins | the sky is falling

~kat~

It’s been more than a minute since I tried my hand at a Cleave Poem. Described as three poems in one it is written in two contrasting side by side columns also designed to be read fully, line by line across both columns. What you see above is the total view.  But I’m going to break it down for you below as well…three poems in one. Truly a format fitting for times such as this. Cling to every glimmer you can muster. It’s not being delusional…it is survival!

Cleave poem breakdown part 1:

it’s okay…

it will be okay

the morning sun is bright

the sky is blue

the birds are singing

wake up, stretch

take a walk amidst the trees

deep breath…deep breath

embrace sweet routine

a day like every other

work, play, rest, repeat

here in our bubbles

clinging to normal

make bread

sip sweet tea

dawn to dusk

as the world spins

Cleave poem breakdown part 2:

I’m ok…?

there will be collateral 

shine a light

expose the lies

people will perish

as they flex their hatred

and burn things down

don’t exhale 

as chaos churns

unprecedented cruelty and power

their malevolent goal

no one is safe

democracy is dying

those starving for justice

long for peace

dusk to darkness

the sky is falling

And now jump back to the top and read the entire poem line by line…3 very different poems in one.

Peace, love, and glimmers to you…be kindness and hope for someone today. ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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February 27, 2025

day 58 ~ new moon in Pisces

By Kat Myrman

So…tonight is a new moon. In Pisces specifically…my moon sign…and to my surprise, (why am I surprised) this little nudge popped up in my Facebook feed inviting me to participate in a “then and now” challenge. Here’s what I posted…






then…and now

a generation
only lasts a short lifetime
dreams of youth pending

~kat
 





…love, peace, and glimmers to you, in authenticity and truth always and all ways…






				

				

				

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						February 26, 2025					
				

				
day 57

				

					By Kat Myrman				

				

					






finding the perfect ending 

I’m long past the old standard, sincerely 
sincerely yours is dated, flat, 
for a time i’d settled on best wishes 
then best regards, after all I supposed
they mean the same thing,
though nuanced variations can shift 
sentiments however slightly
kind or warm regards…not feeling it
a simple regards or best…a bit lazy
all the best, is a bit too much, rather subjective…whose best or what best
best in any variation is awkward at best 
it does not convey warmth or cordiality 
it’s a quandary I’ve wrestled with
how to end a general business email note
Respectfully, Faithfully, Yours truly,
or Truly yours imply too much warmth, 
a bit too intimate for my taste…*sigh*
thank goodness for electronic signatures 
all business, no parting sentiment needed
simply a pre-formatted formal 
name, title, and contact details
only my truest, dearest friends know me as Kat
kind, warm, best, and true goes without saying

~kat










Random thoughts for today. This is the sort of thing that keeps me up at night. Silly me. Writing about it gets it out of my head and settles things once and for all. 





The truth is, it doesn’t matter. And finally realizing that glimmer of truth is one more step toward liberation. Many of us start our adult life believing that so many things matter. But as we get older, and hopefully wiser, we realize that the only things that really matter are love, authenticity, and truth. This little exercise of random thinking out loud this has made me feel lighter and brighter. ✨😊✨





Peace, love, and glimmers to you. (No sincerely needed)





~kat

				

				

				

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						February 20, 2025					
				

				
day 51 – wait, what?

				

					By Kat Myrman				

				

					






I’ve spent the evening wrestling with senseless words…too many words…tonight’s simple haiku will have to do. At the very least I have managed to be present. That’s something. That’s  a pretty big something. 





Peace, love, and silent golden glimmers to you.





Shhhhhhh…..kat

				

				

				

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						February 18, 2025					
				

				
day 49

				

					By Kat Myrman				

				

					

The deer of Bramlett Mountain ~ kat





a deer sighting

gentle visitors
emerge from the trees at dusk
grace before a storm

~kat










There is another s snow event heading our way. They name snow storms now you know. This one is named Kingston. He is carrying a ton of snow to our region. At least that’s the best guess of meteorologists. 





The name Kingston is old English and means simply, “the king’s town”. And a thought occurred to me and made me smile. We don’t have a king here. Not here in these foothills…not in this state…not in this country. Not yet anyway. But right here, right now, I have visitors who happened by. Graceful, beautiful  souls to remind me to go gently into this night. Come snow by dawn or not, Kingston is just passing through and spring is coming. Most surely, spring is in the wings. 





Gentle peace, love and glimmers to you. 





~kat

				

				

				

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