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October 4, 2025

day 275 & day 276

By Kat Myrman

Catching up today with two poems or four if you consider the second poem is a Cleave poem (3 poems in one). All following a theme. The United States has gone over the edge. Shutdown…apparently now is the fulfillment of the promised project 2025. The government is in full propaganda mode, sending out political messaging from every agency switchboard, blaming the democrats…is this legal? Doesn’t matter. They don’t care. All this is being used to fuel and justify DT’s vengeance campaign. Attacks on states and cities led by progressive leaders, targeted as enemies of state for not kissing the ring. Middle of the night raids on US citizens as well as immigrants of various statuses…though that doesn’t matter either. The scotus gave DT a green light to declare every immigrant he hates illegal. Cruelty against children. Terror is the point. If you already know about all this, I’m sorry for dredging it up again. But for those who haven’t been paying attention and most importantly for myself to document it all. No one will believe things were this crazy years from now if we don’t record it as it happens.

On a personal note, I received an updated anti-discrimination notice from my employer and health insurance company. It no longer protects me and members of my community referencing a federal mandate clause. I suppose going forward it will be up to the benevolence and backbone of my employer to treat me and my wife (who is disabled and my dependent) fairly. Whether, as time goes on they will be mandated to recognize our partnership of 25 years at all. It’s all happening so quietly…so quickly. First it was all immigrants of color. Next it was DEI. It was stunning how quickly businesses and institutions fell in line by firing and removing protections for people assumed to have been hired because of diversity, equity inclusion. Now the LGBTQ+ community is in the crosshairs. A simple redefining of who is protected from discrimination based on a new law. Who’s next? Healthcare is the latest hot topic on the hill. The poor, the vulnerable, the disabled, the elderly…

I should probably hide myself away and be quiet. But I can’t be complicit in this. This is my way of resisting. So, without further ado.

Poem 1 …a Triolet

triolet:

A (first line)
B (second line)
a (rhymes with first line)
A (repeat first line)
a (rhymes with first line)
b (rhymes with second line)
A (repeat first line)
B (repeat second line)

set in motion

it’s already too late
the end of us is set in motion
a freight train with no breaks
it’s already too late
the frog boil is ready to plate
to feed the beast’s lust for devotion 
it’s already too late
the end of us is set in motion

~kat

Poem 2…a Cleave poem (two columns…poem 1 -first column, poem 2-second column, poem 3-each line across both columns. 


1- signs (a List Poem)

Please Do Not Feed 
Slow Children 
Slippery When Wet
May Contain Nuts
Yield…Yield…YIELD
Watch Your Step 
May Cause Severe Drowsiness
No U Turn
Take A Number
The Line Forms Here
Do Not Disturb
Please Be Quiet
Surveillance Cameras in Use
Left Lane Closed
No Outlet
May Cause Death

2- already too late (Free Verse)

Fascists 
are never satisfied
they will divide and conquer 
proclaiming superiority
one way to look, to believe, to be
their way
the opposite of woke
no compassion for humanity
weaponizing labels
stoking hate and fear
they will punish you
for being different
they will find you
it’s just a matter of time
fascists are here now
it’s already too late

3- signs | already too late (Cleave Poem)

Please Do Not Feed  |  Fascists 
Slow Children  |  are never satisfied
Slippery When Wet | they will divide and conquer 
May Contain Nuts | proclaiming superiority
Yield…Yield…YIELD | one way to look, to believe, to be
Watch Your Step |  their way
May Cause Severe Drowsiness | the opposite of woke
No U Turn | no compassion for humanity
Take A Number | weaponizing labels
The Line Forms Here | stoking hate and fear
Do Not Disturb | they will punish you
Please Be Quiet | for being different
Surveillance Cameras in Use | they will find you
Left Lane Closed | it’s just a matter of time
No Outlet | fascists are here now
May Cause Death |  it’s already too late

~kat

phew! Now that that is over with, I owe you and myself some glimmers. Life goes on in the midst of chaos. It may not always be a smooth journey, but as I have said before, glimmers are everywhere, every day, just waiting to be noticed by us. Waiting to restore our soul.

Here’s a few glimmers that have kept me going the last few days…

the cusp of the full harvest moon ~ kat
my woodland family
trying my hand at flower arranging…happy autumn…my favorite time of the year!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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September 24, 2025

day 266

By Kat Myrman 
random thoughts at on a rainy day

I am not your enemy
I’m not evil, I not hateful
my heart does bleed for
righteousness and justice,
for equality and compassion,
for community…for peace,
for the underprivileged,
the marginalized, the sick, 
the immigrant, and refugees,
like my ancestors who came here
seeking a better life and freedom
because I believe, as they did,
in hope, in a constitution that says,
all men (and women) are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
I am a proud progressive patriot
I believe this nation 
has the potential to be great…
not through division and hate, 
but by being the beautiful, 
big tent, melting pot, that our founders’ 
envisioned; a colorful tapestry
crafted from patches of silk, cotton, 
wool, satin, suede, and spandex
I believe in the truth and telling it
no…i am not your enemy…
even if powerful people,
intent on hoarding more
and more for themselves,
would like you to believe that I am
once upon a time,
I was your family, your neighbor, 
your co-worker, your friend…
in my heart I still am

~kat

For today’s Glimmer, I invite you to “Find the Deer”. It’s a CB part of my morning walk, scanning our property and the bordering forest. Sometimes all is quiet but for a few squirrels chattering and the plop, plop sound of hickory nuts falling from the tree limbs over my head, hitting the ground around me (thank goodness I’ve thus far escaped being knocked on the noggin…knock on wood!) but this morning the young bucks were out. One has shed his velvet and a very strange raw look about his tiny antler points. At any rate join me on my walk and play along… do you see them? Their coloring has darkened with the season from fawn colored to a light brown. I’m fascinated by the natural changed in the environment and its wild residents as they settle into survival mode, winter and hunting season looming.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

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And this last one shows my young friend playing find the human inside the box!!! 😊

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September 22, 2025

day 264 ~ autumnal equinox 2025

By Kat Myrman
✨✨✨Autumnal Equinox…Sounds of the season.✨✨✨
Autumn calling

all things being equal 
day to night, light to darkness
temperatures cooling
time to consider
letting go as leaves fade
and trees surrender to the wind
change is coming, change is here
darkness is looming
night will consume the day
for a season it will seem 
as though the light
will never be as bright, 
but remember, seasons come 
and they go…it’s just
a matter of time before
the fragile balance shifts 
once again, and spring 
emerges from winter, 
let us stand in the balance
all things being equal, 
together, our hearts warmed
by hope, compassion and truth 
we are not alone 
let the harvest commence 
with blessings enough
to keep us through
the coming winter…
blessings enough
to grace us all

~kat

Today’s glimmer is the sounds of dusk on this beautiful, magical Autumnal Equinox.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat 2025

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September 14, 2025

day 255

By Kat Myrman 
endless dusk

when did the sounds of dusk
become noise, an excruciating 
background din, a dot, dot, dot,
no exclamation point, not even
a period to bring some sort of
closure to the drama of days
that never end, rousing me
once again at 3 am as if the
wee hours could hold some
semblance of sanity, surrounded
by soft breathing and cat purrs
and the unsettling disquietness 
of my brain trying to make sense
of the senseless…insomnia…
like a damned thief in the night 
delights in the daytime exhaustion
it creates,  no rest for the weary
as another dusk with no answers 
creeps in, a symphony of crickets

~kat

My sister is here on an extended holiday, and it has been lovely, truly, to have her here. As we have for decades, we live on separate coasts, she on the western shore of the Pacific and me in the East in an Atlantic bordering state. Our worlds couldn’t be more different. And yet there is a comfort in having her so close; to connecting with the only person in the world who shares the experience of our formative years. It’s a gift that I have only recently come to appreciate.

She helped me feed the deer last evening, delighting in them as they emerge from the wood’s edge. It was wonderful experiencing what has become a daily commonplace thing through her eyes. But what most took me by surprise was her stunned amazement upon hearing the night sounds of the woods when we arrived home from the airport late at night. It’s a sound that I hardly notice. What a gift it has been to be reminded of how wonderful this place is. Home.

Today’s glimmer is a feeling and a wish that you too might have the opportunity to recognize and bring into focus once again the lovely blessings that surround you.

Silly me…I forgot how amazing the sound of crickets on a clear moonlit, starry night is, until I joined my sister’s astonished delight as I spent several magical moments with her in my driveway.

It’s been a rough week, but a sweet ending to it. Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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September 12, 2025

day 254

By Kat Myrman 
no cause for celebration

they got him
justice will be served
swift and cold
as the rush 
to opposite camps
widens the chasm 
that is breaking us
into us and them
good radicalism vs bad
the long arm of the law
applied only to non-loyalists
and our nation’s leader
fomenting hate
for non-cult members
on faux news…
they got him
for the senseless death 
of yet another victim 
in the growing number
of those who have become
martyrs to a culture
of unregulated militias
a legacy left to survivors
to sort out if they hope
to have a future
I used to hope 
for the future
now I’m good 
if I live to see 
another day
that is enough 
even if it’s not

~kat

I have been struggling this week. No one…no one should die an untimely death at the hands of an assassin with a gun. Not Charlie, not Fletcher and Harper, not Melissa and Mark and their beloved dog Gilbert, to name those recently added to the list of casualties from gun violence in this country. It is heartbreaking.

But what is even more disturbing is the way that these events are dividing us. There is an all or nothing test being applied in this most recent tragedy. People of all persuasions are being pressured to join the posthumous edification of this person, who in life wanted LGBTQ people executed, stated that people of color were inferior, that women should not be allowed to vote, or have autonomy over their own body, and most deplorable, that a few deaths a year from gun violence was a “fair deal” to ensure 2nd amendment rights for all people over the age of 18. No flags at half staff for children gunned down, no medals of freedom proposed for congress members who are not maga, who were gunned down in their homes. But for this guy, because he helped win DT an election, and was friends with JR and JD, we should all come together in unity to honor his life. I feel terrible for his family, his wife and young kids, but I can’t, I won’t feed the narrative that he was a great patriot and a hero. He was not.

So this where we are. Gone are the days when we could be civil with each other, listen, and debate, and even learn from each other. There is only one approved way to be and believe these days. And if you‘re not on board, you’re out, the enemy, evil…I’ll spare you all the descriptors.

If I am an enemy, then may I be opposed to hate, to cruelty, to misogyny, to racism, to dictatorships, to white supremacy, to monsters who prey on women and girls, to liars, grifters, and pro birthers who don’t give a damn for children once they are born. There is more, but I’m weary of this coup. And we’re it even a full year into this nightmare.

I started the year with the intention of sharing glimmers with you every day. While I was writing this…I was visited by a pair of deer…and a few hummingbirds too (though they were too fast for me to catch a snapshot)! Nature and life moments never fail me.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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