Category Archives: Spirituality

June 12, 2016

Tragedy’s Lament

By Kat Myrman

Once again the
mothers weep and
hide their children
safe to keep, as
talking heads, their
blood lust slaking,
vomit spin to
boost their ratings.
Lines are drawn and
trenches dredged as
pols fight for the
winning edge, and
fear and loathing set
the stage for
wayward zealots
venting rage.

We pride
ourselves as
civilized and
judge the
stranger with
our eyes, but
souls reside where
we can’t see, the
other’s not our
enemy. Remember
when you seek to
blame, under the
skin we are
the same.

kat ~ 12 June 2016

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June 12, 2016

Do You Remember?

By Kat Myrman

Do you remember when you lost your way?
For some it was disguised as childplay
In cool divisive shades of pink and blue,
the lines were drawn according to the rules
And differences were judged in stark display.

Some fragile hearts were broken in the fray
of bitter battles between us and they
And lines were blurred obscuring every truth.
          Do you remember?

How magnificent you are in every way.
Your life’s a precious gift infused with grace.
Don’t let world fraught with fear subdue
the beauty of your soul that makes you, You…
          Do you remember?

kat – 12 June 2016
(a Rondeau)

A Rondeau is a French form, 15 lines long, consisting of three stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a sestet with a rhyme scheme as follows: aabba aabR aabbaR. Lines 9 and 15 are short – a refrain (R) consisting of a phrase taken from line one. The other lines are longer (but all of the same metrical count)

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May 30, 2016

Grace at Dawn

By Kat Myrman

I’ll take
my diamonds at
dawn, chartreuse,
dewy, baubles…and sip
tea, honey sweet, serenaded
by trillers, warblers, and
cooing mourners, hints
of honeysuckle, lavender
and freesia on the
breeze…for I would be
remiss to miss such
bliss, this gift
of morning
grace.

kat ~ 30 May 2016

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May 28, 2016

This Is Sixty

By Kat Myrman


I celebrate my sixtieth year on the planet this week…and I’m just getting started! ❤️

Bring me Noodles and
Peaches and Diamonds
for this Jubilee! I am
Metal, Fire, Water,
Earth, and Wood…I am
Virgo and Venus, a Lover
and a Devil, Matriarch
and Crone, a full-cycled
Soul embarking on a
new wave of Harmony,
Peace, Justice and
Truth…a whirling
dervish of Fibonacci
perfected Chaos oozing
Harmony, Balance and
Nurture for I am
Wisdom and Grace,
a Red Rose in full
bloom. I am Winter.
A mere Three-Score,
Composite of Abundance,
a Sexagenarian measured
in seconds and minutes,
cubits and talents, in vertex
angles of unilateral
triangles and buckyballs…
I am ancient…I am
timeless! And I am a
Kosher Babyboomer
Daughter, Sister, Mother,
Friend…Grandmother, Anam
Cara, Soul Mate, Twin…
I am Love and Magic,
the sum of decades
of experience, still
young enough to
reap the rewards…So
I’ll nap when I need to,
go bra-less, wear less
make-up, more flat
shoes and comfortable
clothes, and I’ll play
more, worry less and
shed whatever no
longer makes me
happy. This is what
sixty looks like,
instructions no longer
needed. I finally love
this familiar soft skin
that I’m in and my
graying locks…and
one more thing…
I don’t want anyTHING
for this milestone
birthday…I will
have a plate of
sweet red velvet
cake and most of
all I just want YOU.

kat ~ 28 May 2016

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May 26, 2016

Lone Journey

By Kat Myrman

A Kyrielle Poem for Jane Dougherty’s Weekly Poetry Challenge using the words: Moonlight, tread, wary, secret, swaying and the photo below as inspiration.

DreamingTrees
Evening moonlight floods the pathway
swaying trees lean in shadow play
along the treaded road to home
each soul must journey here alone.

Once upon each new life dawning
wary travelers seek belonging
often forgetting what they know
each soul must journey here alone.

Days turn into weeks, months, years
decades spent in joy and in tears
some find life spent, nothing to show
each soul must journey here alone.

Still others with true joie de vivre
have no regrets come time to leave
they know the secret in their bones
each soul must journey here alone.

Soon, too soon life’s final chapter
turns the page to the hereafter
promising peace for all who roam
each soul must journey here alone.

kat ~ 26 May 2016

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