January 6, 2025

Day 6

By Kat Myrman 
cardinals in snow

eternity smiled
helping me remember
there is magic here

~kat

Another dazzling glimmer. Today, as our nation honored our democratic ideals and peacefully handed over the power of the presidency to a criminal, a felon, a despicable abuser of women, a liar, a grifter, an insurrectionist … several cardinals stopped by my feeders reminding me that my ancestors are always with me. Watching, guiding, inspiring me to reach higher, to carry on the legacy in my bones, to make them proud. Today’s glimmer is the most meaningful by far, redirecting my focus from those triggers of angst and dread to a moment of joy remembering who I am because of those who have gone before me. We’ve got this. Peace and glimmers to you!

Poetry Form: haiku (5-7-5)/ magnetic poetry online – the poet kit

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January 5, 2025

Day 5

By Kat Myrman
Day 5 Glimmer … photo of my 3 year old Christmas Cactus’ very first bloom! What a spectacular debut!!! 
cactus flower

how lovely she is
beautiful blossom in bloom
sweetness in winter

~kat

It may seem like an impossible quest…to find a “glimmer” every day. I assure you it is not, if you’re looking, and paying attention. And that is the whole point of finding glimmers amidst the triggers that bombard us with stressful and worrisome challenges every day. Glimmers give us those brief moments of joy and awe, and dare I say, hope. It’s a lifeline, especially in today’s troubled world. Peace and glimmers to you!

Today’s poetry form: Magnetic Poetry, the Nature Kit/Haiku (syllable count, 5-7-5).

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January 4, 2025

Day 4

By Kat Myrman

No poem today… no words. Just wanted to share my mid-morning ‘glimmer’ with you. The universe is not subtle! Rise…and shine!!!!

No filter…just my iPhone and me….and the morning sun! 💚

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January 4, 2025

Day 3…KISS

By Kat Myrman 
KISS

it was an ordinary day
nothing special, but it was good
I wouldn’t change it if I could
I kept it simple you might say
nothing special, but it was good
it was an ordinary day

~kat
(Keep It Simple Stupid)

Sometimes a glimmer is realizing you don’t need an over the top, amazingly, magnificent, spectacular kind of day to feel alive. You just have to be…alive…and remember to breathe. 💚

Poetry Form: The Biolet

The biolet was invented by the Brazilian poet Filinto de Almeida and first appeared in print in his book Lyrica in 1887. It is a six line poem where the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse. The rhyme scheme is ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines). Most of Almeida’s original biolets in Portuguese were in iambic tetrameter (8 syllables), but you could also try iambic pentameter (10 syllables), iambic hexameter (12 syllables), and unmetered lines of random lengths as well.

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January 2, 2025

Day Two

By Kat Myrman 
she never was 

behind these insulated walls
I’ve everything I need, and all
manner of life’s pleasantries 
words spinning into poetry
books to read, trees for shade
an office where I work for pay
running water, air and heat
pillows, a soft place to sleep
the perfect view of dawn and dusk
I needn’t leave, but if I must
I make my ventures short and sweet
to gather mostly food to eat
the great pandemic sent me home
to work remotely on my own
this eremition’s grown on me
when time slips and I cease to be
will anyone remember me
no matter, i am quite content
to simply be, it’s time well spent 
behind these insulated walls
I’ve everything I need, and all

~kat
Today’s “glimmer” is the joy of learning a new word and applying it in verse! 

Eremition (eh-ruh-MIH-shun)
(n.) The act of gradually fading from the lives of others, not out of malice but a desire for solitude or renewal.

Example: Over the years, his eremition went unnoticed, until one day he was simply gone.

I saw this word in my social media feed. A new word to me. What a thrill it was to happen upon it. I found resonance with its meaning. Since migrating from a brick and mortar cubicle to work from home during the pandemic, I have enjoyed the solitary aspect of working remotely. I don’t miss the petty office politics, the gossip, the backbiting, the time sucking commute. I’m more productive. Truly. Who knew that making a living could actually support having a life?

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