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February 16, 2026

waking the giant

waking the giant 

I don’t want to alarm you…
or maybe I do…yes, definitely I do,
while you were sleeping
the world took a turn,
a rather nasty one at that
and you thought voting red…always red
would lower the price of eggs and gasoline
it’s true, those things are astonishingly 
affordable these days,
I’ll concede, I have you to thank
for that…perhaps 
but it’s a smokescreen, a wizardly curtain,
a sleight of hand, if you will…
a calculated plan to divert your attention…
I take no pleasure in being the bearer of reality
painful as it is to have to break your happy, sleepy, little bubble
but it must be said,
you can’t bury your head
refusing to watch the world burn,
the one your little eggs and gas vote
set on fire, 
you did that
(Though I’m sure your mother told you
not to play with matches or magas…whatever, semantics…)
because fire, when it is out of control
eventually destroys everything…and everyone 
you should know, 
I could never forgive myself if I let you sleep
through the end of all endings 
so yes
consider yourself alarmed
hate me, if you must
for saying what needed saying
and if by some miracle you want to know more
I’m here, 
where I’ve always been, 
keeping watch, 
with my expandable, 50-foot, copper-laced for extra durability, pocket hose,
the $29.95 special deal as seen on tv, 
(I discovered it while watching the news…)
and strong coffee,
because i know this is a lot, truly I do,
but it’s time to wake up…
WAKE UP NOW!!!
if you’d like to talk…
it’s never too late to do the right thing

~kat

This splash of green caught my eye from yards away, our driveway completely clear and dry from the ice and snow that held us captive for nearly two weeks. It’s my glimmer today. The sun is shining. The sky is blue. And this little sprig of pine reminded me that spring is coming soon. A few more warm days like this and the hardwood trees will start looking nubbly with leaf buds readying to pop when the time is right. It’s been a cold dark winter. I’m ready to welcome in the light!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you! ✨💚✨

~kat

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February 8, 2026

day 379

By Kat Myrman

Today’s Glimmer! As per my routine, the deer get a scattering of corn outside the fence…the birds get seed and peanuts inside the fence. This doe decided to partake of both! 😆 when I shushed her away she cleared the fence in one graceful, magnificent leap. Took my breath away, in a very good way ✨💚✨


lost in bread dough and glimmers

I catch myself feeling content, happy even,
enjoying life, sunshine on my face, 
breathing sweet fresh air, and birdsong
    how can a five-year-old boy be 
    a criminal…the worst of the worst?
sometimes I lose myself in bread dough, 
kneading, shaping it into a perfect round mound,
the sweet smell of warm yeast wafting
    they were just trying to help, 
    domestic terrorists are not helpers 
how fortunate I am to do work I love, 
organizing, scheduling, creating, planning travel for others…
what I wouldn’t give to travel…far from here
    they disappear them one by one,
    nameless bodies, to fill their quota
I catch myself desperate to find glimmers 
bright spot in the everyday, clinging to them 
as if they are a lifeline…they are a lifeline
    have you noticed the world is on fire,
    there is smoke burning our eyes and lungs…
I vacillate between light and dark, 
joy and immense sorrow, hope and despair, compassion and anger…
    anger mostly, and survivors guilt because
    the monsters haven’t knocked on my door…yet
I bought a whistle on a lanyard the other day,
my camera phone is charged and ready 
for glimmers…for monsters, for recording
the history that they are trying to erase
there is no making sense of the lies but 
there is truth we all see with our own eyes

~kat

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January 25, 2026

day 375

By Kat Myrman

a much needed glimmer…seed fest in the snow

I know I’ve been away for a few days. I needed to take a break. My heart in broken for our nation. And I wonder, how can anyone still support the horrible leaders of this country. What scares me most is that people still do…
____________________

drowning in gaslight

I cannot look away, my senses assaulted
by murders captured on cell phones 
blasted as evidence to the world,
targeted death by hate and retribution, 
forced to witness souls released 
from battered, tear-gassed bodies…

“don’t believe your eyes”, they say,
“we’re here to save you from terrorists”

from babies and five-year olds 
in blue bunny-ear hats
and Spider-Man backpacks
harboring fathers legally here, 
granted asylum, baby boys used as bait, 
for abduction to oblivion

in case you didn’t know, they now say
terrorists are poets, gentle mothers,
beloved partners, kind souls who sparkle…

terrorists are helpers, icu nurses serving
veterans, who exercise rights once
considered established by our forefathers 
whose last act on earth was kindness
helping a woman, pushed down and tear-gassed
then ripped from aiding her, and shot dead 

I do not feel safer 
with these so-called terrorists eliminated, nor from the disappearing of 
children, of innocent neighbors 
singled out because of who someone
perceives them to be…

no one is safe
when evil rewrites and repeats history 

we are drowning in gaslight, teargas 
and blood…and we must not look away

let us call out the true terrorists by name
reclaiming the inheritance of the meek
in kindness, compassion, love, and truth

please stay safe my friends…believe your eyes 

~kat

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January 17, 2026

day 371

By Kat Myrman

I wrote two poems today. They follow along the same theme. I can’t decide which one to post. And because I hate having to choose, I choose both. I am distressed by what I’m seeing from Minnesota. And the vicious added insult to injury wielded by our unhinged, vindictive government. I read that they are here in our town too. Someone recorded them, posting a warning to us on social media platforms. No one is safe.


heartbeats

a pulse detected 
means very different things
to different people
to some it’s a right to life
to others, countdown to death 
the dearest price paid
oftentimes by women,
by mothers denied 
healthcare and autonomy
to assuage fragile man-boys 
with power to choose
which heartbeat deserves to live
women, mere vessels,
repositories for sperm,
expendable, when too loud

(this poem follows the pattern of a trio of tankas)

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when the worst thing isn’t
 
it snowed at dawn
for only a few minutes
no delicate flakes, just
pellets of ice
tap, tap, tapping on the frozen ground
there’s more to the story they say
the talking heads and daily scrolls
horrible truth bleeding out…
there was a faint heartbeat 
when they found her, precious time
stolen by hateful thugs who let her die
the tap, tap, tapping of a pure heart
broken by malevolence and hate
a kind voice silenced by
pellets of ice

~kat

were there glimmers today? Of course…as there are every day…

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat

✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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January 2, 2026

day 356

By Kat Myrman

Do you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you?

game night

a good round or several of
“Cards Against Humanity”
with rowdy friends always
generates laughter…the tears
running down our red faces, side-
aching, breathless kind…it’s good
medicine in times like these
where everything is scary and
deadly serious, and where there is
no reason to laugh ever, sometimes
being irreverently silly, grossly
inappropriate, and absurd is just
the ticket, a guilty pleasure 
to help me forget the world
for and hour or two…your turn

~kat

There are other things, of course that I consider playtime. Coloring in new coloring books with a fresh box of crayola crayons with my grandkids. Only Crayola crayons will do…if you know, you know.

Trying new recipes, baking things, anything. It is playtime for me. It is something I look forward to doing over the weekend and holidays.

And several electronic games. I like strategy games that require a certain amount of skill. Not necessarily sim type games.

And finally certain crafting and art projects. It is rare for me to have time to devote to creative play that is not writing. Writing is a non-negotiable must in my life. It keeps me sane.

It occurred to me that I am rather boring. Which is most likely why an occasional game of “cards” was first on my list!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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Today’s glimmer…I made a tray of pecan pie bark or crack (as it is called). It has a graham cracker base topped with a homemade pecan toffee layer, baked until bubbly and then cooled before cracking the entire pan into bits. I love to bake. And today I sent a bag of these sweets to the lovely team who works at the wildlife rescue center. That’s the best part about baking…sharing!