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June 24, 2025

day 173

By Kat Myrman

today’s glimmers…

a turkey hen showing her chick where the feeders are at dawn…
…after breakfast they head to the dust pit for a spa treatment.,,
…learning how it’s done…and mimicking mom to perfection!
a sense of summer

I know the scent and sounds of dawn
its first light’s symphony of song
the earthy scent of dew drenched loam
the sunlit sparkling fields of home

I know the feel of days at noon
sun high and hot in skies of blue
where shadows cast by towering trees
shade earth while dancing in the breeze
 
I love the subtle shifts at dusk
the rising mist that smells of musk 
horizons edge afire en rouge
the setting sun sinks from our view

to sleep, to dream another night
to read, to write by candlelight 
under the twinkling moon and stars 
connecting all, both near and far

my senses swoon in summertime
I’m feeling green and that’s just fine!

~kat

Our landscaper asked us if we wanted him to fill in that exposed area of red clay and dust on the hill in our back yard area. And then he backtracked and said…never mind…I know you guys. It’s true. How could we sod over an area that gives the local turkeys (and us as their witnesses) so much happiness! I felt so fortunate to catch this dust bath ritual on film!

When people ask us how we could move away from the city and the convenience of shopping close by, to the woods, with horrible WiFi, prone to power outages, sitting on a hill with a long, steep, scary driveway…this is why.

All this happens just feet away from my window. I am so happy here. And so happy too to share this little bit of joy with you.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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May 26, 2025

day 145

By Kat Myrman 
Memorial

the skies today 
are overcast gray
the Stars and Stripes
are on display 
reminding us 
when freedom calls
there is a price
some gave their all
we honor them
the few, the brave
they died believing
to the grave
a righteous cause
worth dying for
a melting pot, 
from shore to shore
with opportunities 
for all who come
with hopeful hearts
with dreams of more
may all of us
the living still
ensure their death 
was not in vain
give voice to truth
defend democracy
in memory, proclaim
Let freedom reign!

~kat

It’s Memorial Day here in the US today. A day to remember our fallen soldiers, those who died on battlefields at home and abroad. The president did his obligatory photo shot, laying a wreath at the grave of the Unknown soldier at Arlington Cemetery, but this selfish man couldn’t be bothered to pay his respects to the troops on site for the event. He rushed off to “deal with China” he said. In actually it was tee-time at his nearby golf course that demanded his attention. We can do better America. We need to do better. Today of all days it is the least we can do for our heroes who gave all.

My glimmer today? I cleaned closets. It’s a good feeling to get rid of things that no longer serve your needs. There’s a wider lesson to be gleaned from this I think. I’ll just leave this here for you to chew on if it resonates with you.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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May 7, 2025

day 126

By Kat Myrman 
Soup

I would, if I could, 
eat soup everyday
especially now when uncertainty
has my stomach twisted, tied in knots
it’s comfort food, yes soup will do, 
it’s my go to, when I am blue, 
a simple broth, potatoes, 
beans, rice or noodles, 
something green, spinach, kale
seasoned well, hot steaming, 
slurpilicious, can you tell, that soup 
will do when I’m distressed,  
better than my first instinct, 
clearly under great duress,  
to grab for something salty, sweet, 
too much of a good thing until 
I’m stuffed, uncomfortable, just ill
I should have had some soup instead
but worry makes me lose my head
and so I cook a lot these days, 
soup, of course, for times like these 

much love, peace, and glimmers to you. 

~kat

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May 2, 2025

day 121 – a day of opposites

By Kat Myrman


aftermath

fresh from disaster
recovery underway
voices pierce the wind
the air feels strange, heavy
death stopped by to fetch a soul

dining at dusk

fat-bellied does flock
grazing, with yearlings in tow
spring fawns on the way

~kat

Two poems today. It was a strange evening after i signed off from work.  My dog Gabby naps next to me most of the day, but the sound of my laptop shutting can rouse her from the deepest sleep. She knows it’s time for a walk around the property. I feed the crows. A few peanuts, toss a bucket full of feed corn to the deer and turkeys, and then tend the various feeders. Tonight was not routine. There were emergency vehicles on the road not far from my driveway. We live on a curve in the road. Someone likely took the curve woo quickly and rolled their car in a nearby pasture. There was an ambulance but no urgency. It is very likely that the passenger(s) did not survive. When death comes near, the air changes; at least for me it does. Such a sad end to the day. 

And then came the birds and the deer to partake of the snacks I had left for them. The deer seemed particularly joyful. Running around, the young ones playing with each other. The doe are growing fat around the middle. Fawn season is a month or less away. I watched them for several minutes and picture them here. Seeing them was just what I needed…a reminder that life goes on, even in the aftermath of death. A glimmer…🥰

It’s not everyday that the extremes of life and death hover so closely. But it helped me to realize how important it is to find balance between the extremes. Let’s meet in the middle, shall we?!

much love, peace and glimmers to you!

~kat

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April 30, 2025

NaGloPoWriMo – 30 April 2025 – The ReVerse…and glimmer day 119

By Kat Myrman 
NoGloPoWriMo April 2025~The ReVerse

mother of my mother
may the fates grant me a few more years
the pillars on the hill are toppling, tumbling to the ground
you ask what…and I ask why
i wake up to the sun at dawn
underneath the juniper trees
a splash of summer
I don’t need pennies for my thoughts… 
death himself leaned in, posthaste…
this moment will be over soon
i hear it was here
cold and dreary…it’s grey
there is no middle ground on which to stand
it’s raining helicopters and jets
It’s exactly as we planned
may she rest in pieces 
it’s not normal how normal things seem, 
a day lost, never to be
recovered 
they know where I live
I saw kids playing ball, people
I smiled intentionally 
it’s not junk
if love were a tree
until the truth is impossible to know
it’s not as bad as you say it is
people who say they love us, choose them
we don’t miss what we don’t know
destroying democracy is not enough
celebrate love and the dead
what you see is what you get
instead, join me in the bliss
come to fetch me…
as our souls begin to spill out,
just in time to watch the sun rise…

~kat

Wow! What a grand poetry month is was! And what glimmers to boot! And here we are at the end 100 days of madness…1,361 days to go. It may as well be forever…it may just be forever. But for the glimmers, and community, and spring’s greening embracing us, the constancy of the seasons and kindness. There is kindness. 

I will continue my 365 day journey of glimmers and poetry. These 30 days were a nice detour, forcing me to focus my usual random thoughts and musing to align with prompts. It’s been a good moth of words. May we always finds the words to say what needs to be said. 

Much love, peace and glimmers to you…and speaking of…the blackberry bushes are blooming! Enjoy! 

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 here as a summary review of this year’s poetry month.

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