Tag Archives: free verse

June 9, 2025

day 156-157-158…a few more glimmers on the fly

meanwhile in California

for a brief window
inside a bubble of joy
we celebrated the creation
of a new family, rejoicing 
in the “I do’s”, we danced,
and we ate cake, embraced
by family bonds of love

meanwhile, 
just down the mountain 
in the shadow of love
the aspirations of hate
unfolded on brutal display
in the name of law and order -
beautiful families targeted,
laws broken, not by the people, 
but by an unlawful government 
that seeks to erase anything 
“other”, to assuage the fragile
ego of a deeply flawed, little man

it did not go unnoticed by me 
as I watched people peacefully 
assembling to say “no more”, 
“not in our name”, not in my name
two worlds, a fault line divided, 
love, joy, peace vs. hate, cruelty, fear 
i was there when it happened,
and now I am home declaring
I will always choose love
I will always side with truth
and justice…true justice

it was a beautiful brief bubble
a wedding, family, celebration
but bubbles burst and 
when they do, we wake up
may we remember 
love prevails
love will always prevail 

~kat

…finally back home I am all the more determined to advocate for love…in our much troubled world ✨✨💚💚✨✨

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you. May you always choose love…and kindness!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

5 Comments | tags: digital photography, free verse, Glimmers, love, Poetry | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, free verse, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings

May 31, 2025

day 150

By Kat Myrman

the trees know best

a storm 
most certainly 
is coming
the rushing wind
the darkening skies
the undersides
of tree leaves showing 
air thick and wet
growing wetter
grab an umbrella
maybe a sweater
the weather man said
sunny weather
but I have something
even better…nature
always lets me know
and the trees…
they told me so

~kat

I am on the mend. As much as I love living in the middle of the woods, I am highly allergic. As am I to cats, I have three. I may even be allergic to laundry though I force myself to do it regularly enough…and even better, to actually fold and put it away. They have medication for all of these things (well maybe not for laundry), which I take so that can tolerate the closeness of these things I love, the trees and cats. And I suppose clothes too, as I am a bit shy when it comes to being naked in public! it’s not a pretty sight I assure you! Consider it my gift to humanity that I keep private what’s meant to be kept!

Tolerance is a willful thing isn’t it? We choose to be tolerant. We make concessions for those things that press us to tolerate them. It worries me that humanity is being pressured more and more to tolerate things that used to be non-negotiable in a civil society. Things like cruelty, lies, hate, lawlessness, bullying, intimidation, bigotry, misogyny…goodness that’s a long list (there is likely more…I know there’s more and much of it not good 😟).

I have made concessions to live peacefully with my dander and pollen laden loves. Tolerance is a choice after all. I need to remind myself that I do not need to tolerate anything that is the opposite of love and that it is perfectly fine for me to say so, even if it’s scary. Maybe my saying it might even help someone else feel a little less afraid to say it too.

anyhow…it’s gonna rain soon. The trees told me so. I love them even if they do make me sneeze!

much love, peace, and glimmers to you. And remember, you get to choose. When given the chance I hope you choose love!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
(today’s glimmer? Why, the underside of tree leaves of course. They are dazzling even if it does mean a storm is coming!)

7 Comments | tags: digital photography, free verse, Glimmers, love, Poem a Day, Poetry, Tolerance | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, Essays, free verse, Life Lessons, nature, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings, Social Issues

May 27, 2025

day 146

By Kat Myrman

late spring rain

some spring rains
are not warm, dazzling
translucent streams 
backlit by the sun
gently quenching fragile
flower petals and shallow roots…

some spring rains 
are angry tempests
downpours that drench 
the sodden earth and 
swell the creek beds with 
wind-driven shards bearing
remnants of winter that
graze my skin before 
settling deep into my bones…

some might say
the grass gets watered 
either way, but there is
something to be said
for kinder, gentler deliveries
even if rain is rain is rain

~kat

As you might suspect, today is one of those chilly, rainy days that doesn’t quite know how to act in late spring! To add insult to injury our electricity went out for several hours. I was still able to work using batteries and WiFi hotspots, but a cup of good hot tea was not an option as I tapped away at my keyboard lit only by the gray, muted light streaming through the windows from outside. The lights eventually came back on but my mood by then had dulled. And yet, I found myself pausing at day’s end…feeling grateful that I was still able to work, that I had a roof over my head, that the lights came back on earlier than forecasted. I warmed myself some soup before sitting down to write.

It’s true rain is rain…even the bone-chilling kind. And as I sipped that savory liquid from my cup I was reminded warmth comes from within as the soup settled in my stomach then radiated out. I took a deep breath and smiled… and just like I realized that today’s glimmer appeared after all!

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!

~kat

2 Comments | tags: digital art., digital photography, free verse, Glimmers, Poem a Day, Poetry, rain | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, Essays, free verse, Life Lessons, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings

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

2 Comments | tags: Challenge, digital art., free verse, Glimmers, Memorial Day, Poem a Day, Poetry | posted in 2025, Digital Art & Photos, Essays, free verse, Life Lessons, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings, Social Issues

May 25, 2025

day 144

By Kat Myrman

finding joy

the nudge of my dog’s
cold, damp nose on my cheek
her tongue swirling 
in my ear every morning 

the horizon’s flush 
at dawn and dusk
the sun burning through
the dark of night and back again

the soft animal sounds
that break the silence
cat purrs and puppy snores
safe, content, and loved

random acts of kindness
from strangers, but
even more, from loved ones
that remind you they care

floating in water, deep
enough to submerge my ears
lulled by the sounds of
life below the surface

eating the cake…trying 
the new thing even 
if it scares the crap out of me
precisely because it scares me

a cool breeze in autumn
the smell of wet earth 
after a drenching rain
the hush of deep snow

coffee brewing when I wake up
breads or sweet, savory 
things baking in the oven
popcorn at the theatre 

the sweet scent of spirits
at a local familiar pub, old 
favorites blaring on the jukebox, 
rousing conversation, laughter

the smell of a newborn baby’s
head, that first smile, even
If it’s just gas, giggles…giggles
anything baby really…anything

firsts, and the memories of them
first step, first word, first friend
first day of school, first love
first job, first child, first home

one thing I have learned 
over decades of living…
finding joy is intentional, often
a treasure hiding in plain sight

~kat
much love, joy, peace, and glimmers to you!

a look back at some of the 144 glimmers that have brought me joy this year.