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March 31, 2025

NaPoWriMo Earlybird Challenge ~ Glimmer day 89

By Kat Myrman 
three generations

my first portrait
hidden deep inside the babe 
mother of my mother

~kat

There is a theory that the egg that became me (with a little help from my dad, of course) was carried inside my mother since all women are born with all the eggs they will have in their lifetime. Where it gets interesting is that, as your mother was developing in your grandmother’s womb, a part of you was there too. Having four daughters, three of whom have daughters stirs my imagination. To think that I once held the sparks of my granddaughters while I carried their mothers inside me.  Isn’t life a miraculous thing! 

That said, hidden in the old photo above is a glimmer of me. 

Much love, peace, and glimmers of promise to you!

~kat

NaGloPoWriMo 2025 Early Bird Challenge: try penning a portrait poem of your own. It can be a self-portrait, a portrait of someone well known to you, or even a poem inspired by an actual painted portrait.

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March 27, 2025

day 85

By Kat Myrman
…my dream for 2025…to build a labyrinth…
i still dream
.
time
may be slipping…
while 
winter is lingering
hints of spring quicken my heart and soul
what if
I have another summer
another autumn
to fulfill
dreams still in the wings

~kat

When I was younger I believed the old adage, ‘it’s never too late to…(fill in a dream here)”. It was the motivating nudge I needed to reach for the impossible. But now that I am older, some of those dreams have faded. For the first time in my life, I realize that I may not have the time to reach some of those goals I’ve held deep inside. But just because I am getting on in years doesn’t mean that all those dreams have to die. Not while I am still breathing!

I took the photo above this evening, the setting sun at my back, my house in the distance atop our little hill amidst the trees. I did a wee bit of photo magic to illustrate a particular dream of mine. I want to build my very own labyrinth on our lower 1/2 acre. This is how I imagine it will look…when I’ve completed my spring/summer project.

Yep I’ve a few dreams left unsung…and if the fates allow, I’d best get cracking. I’ve a labyrinth to build!

What dreams are you still waiting to fulfill? Times a-wasting my friend. There is no time like the present to revisit that thing you thought could never happen and make a plan to do it anyway.

I’ll be sure to chronicle the unfolding of my new project here. Yep…I’m gonna do this!

Much love, peace, and dream-filled glimmers to you!

~kat ✨💚✨

Poetry style…pi = 3.1415926535 by syllable.

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January 19, 2025

A ReVerse Poem of Glimmers – 19 January 2025

By Kat Myrman 
A ReVerse Poem of Glimmers - 19 January 2025

no one or thing can dim my light
i wake to magic in the air
I’ve everything I need, and all
I kept it simple you might say
No filter…just my iPhone and me….and the morning sun! 
sweetness in winter
eternity smiled
she gives us diamonds,
and living to tell
I remembered to breathe
it won’t last, it just won’t 
the sacred morning stillness
we coexist peacefully
We are on the cusp of hope
it is fragile, like rice paper
(an) elephant in the room
This has been one of those weeks…IYKYK
(like) when the hurricane raged through
rustling thickets
the sun will rise tomorrow

~kat

Today feels like a good time to collect the thoughts of the past nineteen days…all the glimmers that fed my heart and soul as we barreled toward dreadful…tomorrow that is. The end of an era, hopefully not the end of democracy. I can’t promise you that it’s all going to be okay, or that some of us will suffer at the hands of power hungry oligarchs, but I can promise you glimmers. Peace, love, hope, and glimmers to you! ✨✨✨✨✨💚✨✨✨✨✨

A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week…or in this case, over the past several weeks.

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January 9, 2025

Day 9

By Kat Myrman

Frankie Napping ~ January 9, 2025
today

I remembered 
to breathe today,
drenched in the warmth
of the morning sun.
savored slow sips 
of earl grey, sweet with cream
feasted on hearty lentil soup
and buttery biscuits
worked a bit, tended to
my little dog, the cats, 
the bird, and the fish
joined our nation vicariously 
via tv to bid a final farewell
to a good man…a very good man
a life, lived well, inspiring 
honesty, integrity, and justice…
we need all those things
and more, these days
it was a full day 
it was a good day
I remembered to breathe

~kat

Today’s glimmer…actually succeeding at living intentionally….remembering to breathe. Peace and glimmers to you!

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January 7, 2025

Day 7 – oh my!!!

By Kat Myrman

After a day of sleet and frigid temperatures, loss of electricity for several hours, and interrupted sleep from the sound of trees snapping in the wind, ice shards from their branches pounding the roof and scattering like broken glass on the outside porch floor, I happened upon this glorious sight while assessing the damage (fortunately only a few branches and an old pine tree snapped and fell in the yard.)

Talk about glimmers!!! I do believe the universe is playing with me, but I don’t mind! These are glimmers on steroids! With upper tree branches coated in ice sparkling like diamonds in the morning sun, it reminds me that no matter how dark or scary the night might be, the dawn always, always comes with light, warmth and visibility. Darkness doesn’t last forever. It’s a good reminder.

Oh…and I wrote a little tanka poem to commemorate this eventful revelation…

Peace and glimmers to you.

frosted trees

winter tempests rage
while we sleep, but come dawn, well…
she gives us diamonds,
shimmering glimmers of hope
vanquishing the darkest night

~kat

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