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April 14, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 14

remotely working

my commute is three steps 
right, remote, tucked in 
a corner nook, two monitors, 
a tailless mouse to navigate 
my nine to five, eight
hours that clock in more
like ten, days unbroken, 
no set end, spilling into 
night, screen strobing
glare where zoom call talking, 
soft-filtered heads in squares
haggle over bottom 
lines, strategies to mitigate, 
review, discuss, congratulate…
postmortems of recent 
mistakes, scheduling another 
call because we need more 
time…get more done remote 
I’ve found, used to do this all 
onsite, brick and mortar 
cubical bound, ‘til Covid 
flipped the universe and office 
rats like me disbursed, haven’t 
missed a sunset since, stuck in
traffic in the dark, no trudging 
through car lots from
that one spot left to park, 
multitasking makes it work
with colleagues from around 
the globe, just a keyboard 
click away, three steps, right, 
is my commute…I settle in while
the WiFi boots, as hummingbirds 
outside my window, left, sip 
nectar, then flit-fly away

~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 14 Prompt: Today, we challenge you to write a poem that similarly bridges (whether smoothly or not) the seeming divide between poetry and technological advances.

I have mentioned in the past, sometimes you have to create your own glimmer. Today’s offering meets that criteria. Meet the new side table topper on our back porch. Every time i look at this little planter it makes me smile. And that is exactly what a glimmer should do! It was quite a find at the garden center over the weekend. Makes me happy! A very happy Tuesday to you!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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April 10, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo Day 10

By Kat Myrman

karma to pay

there is good reason i avoid,
dodge that dreaded question,
“where do you see yourself in five years”
I’ve always known, deep in my bones, dreaming is futile

do you ever wonder about karma?
were we so horrible, we two,
in some distant past life 
to have reaped such a high toll in this one?

ignore me, I’m thinking out loud again.
we should really think about…a ramp,
and one of those remote control beds 
it might help you, help me, help both of us, get some sleep

~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo Day 10 Prompt: Today, write your own meditation on grief. Try using (Geoffrey) Brock’s form as the “container” for your poem: a few short stanzas, with a middle section in which a question is repeated with different answers given.

Your Glimmer for today…look what I found on my morning walk with Gabby. Not sure where it came from or who it belongs to, but isn’t it lovely! Quite the work of art I’d say! And a confirmation that spring is in full swing!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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April 8, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 8

By Kat Myrman

two left feet

I’m a terrible dancer
you don’t need to remind me
I suppose I’ll just sit here then
hold up the wall and watch, 
as you cut a rug, show me 
how it’s done…I’ll just
tap my toes under the table
so I don’t embarrass you when
we’re out in public, awkward me,
with my two left, flat feet, stiff hips, 
and too-long, flailing, orangutan arms. 
you don’t need to remind me

I’m a terrible dancer
the trees don’t seem to mind though
when we start to sway in unison 
my golden locks, their lush, sage leaves 
tossed by a gentle, cool spring breeze
the tall grass bending gracefully 
beneath my bare feet, caressing my skin
as the loam hums, birds trill, the hills swell 
in harmony, bird and butterfly wing flutters
sending whispers of breath past my ears…
I lose myself like dandelion fluff
twirling, twirling lightly on a dream
the trees don’t seem to mind though
I’m a terrible dancer

~kat

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 8 Prompt: use a simple phrase repeatedly, and then make statements that invert or contradict that phrase.

Always good for a glimmer…my dear sidekick Gabby. She is doing so well these days. On an herbal concoction from our holistic vet after our seed tick scare last month. The supplement aptly names I think…”Gracious Power”! You go Gabby Girl! ✨💚✨

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April 4, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 -Day 4

By Kat Myrman

midnight moon

i like the dawn golden in hues, powder blue
with lemony mist creep-creeping mid-tree 
east window undressed to take in the view
to rise with the sun, the first sight I see 
past settling dusk I prefer shadows cool
the slightest white twinkling star canopy
darkness as black as a patent black shoe
to swallow me whole into rem cycle sleep
but windows exposed to the fullest of moons
send me wearily toward sheer insanity 
I could cover the glare but I’d miss the dawn too
restless nights produce poems laced with lunacy

~kat

Na/GloWriPoMo 2026 Day 4 Prompt: craft your own short poem that involves a weather phenomenon and some aspect of the season. Try using rhyme and keeping your lines of roughly even length.

I may hop back on later today to share another glimmer. But at least for now, the moon though my side window tonight should be glimmer enough!

I love my naked windows most of the time. Mornings especially…and throughout my workday. And even most nights…except on those nights when the moon is full. As you can see I have a direct view of the moon when it is days before and days after a full moon. It makes me question my interior decorating practice of no window dressings for our house on the edge of the woods. Then dawn arrives and I find myself grateful for the view once again!

Can something that drives you bananas still be a glimmer? I’ll let you decide that for yourself. As for me…this evening’s glimmer became inspiration for a poem. As tired as I am that it’s going to take a few minutes longer before the moon passes through…I made good use of the time, and have a fun little poem to show for it. A glimmer in disguise so to speak. So that would be a yes for me. With some glimmers you may have to look for the silver lining!

Much love, Peace, and Glimmers to you

~kat

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April 3, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 3

By Kat Myrman

gatekeepers of the veil

there are angels living among us 
with years of education, clinical training, 
decades of fixing, managing, restoring…
all tossed to the wind to attend to a soul,
to quiet the angry flesh that binds it,
gently redirecting faltering hearts
to embrace mortality with grace, 
to enter the unknown known…
ER urgency, ICU diligence, code blue, crash carts,
extreme, experimental, extraordinary measures dismissed,
while convincing their charges to join them
having broken free themselves 
from all that their worldly title implies, their mission now simply,
compassion, comfort, communication…
they have learned how let go control 
with purposeful intention, 
to escort souls in transition
some people call them nurses, but
I am convinced they are angels
it takes an angel who knows the way
to direct us safely through the darkness
to the other side toward the light

~kat

Na/GloWriPoMo 2026 Day 3 prompt: write a poem in which a profession or vocation is described differently than it typically is considered to be.

Today’s glimmer is my crow friend. He comes by sometimes just to watch. He knows I see him. I know he sees me watching him. There is something extraordinary about being acknowledged by another living soul who makes its presence known with intention. We do this, we two, my crow friend and me, together. I see you seeing me, seeing you, and I choose to pause in your presence for a few magical moments.