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You Know Me

It’s Saturday night in my part of the world. For some of you it’s already Sunday. Here we all are on the cusp of our collective yesterdays and tomorrows, but more importantly, we’re all in the now, right this moment, it’s now.

I don’t know about you, but I’m tired. In my country we’re suffering through the final spin cycle of what has been an insane presidential campaign. Now I expect this is when some of you will start bristling, because I’ve made my choice quite clear. But I don’t want to talk about that tonight. No more he said she said wackiness. No more dredging up taken out of context or “gotcha” fodder to prove who’s right and who’s wrong. We’re all messed up right now. It’s true. And we’ve forgotten who we are and why we’re here.

If you’re a faithful soul then you know I’m right. And it doesn’t matter what religion you claim as your own. Even if you don’t have a particular way or truth you know it too. We’re all a bit lost aren’t we? And we’re all hurting. And we all feel pretty alone right now. Am I right?

It feels good and affirming to gravitate toward the shiny objects and loud voices that seem to say what we’re thinking. But shiny objects are an illusion and loud voices? Well, I’m afraid a lot of the time they’re loud because they like to hear themselves talk. There is a voice we’re forgetting in the cacophony of all of this noise. You know what it is. It’s that tiny voice that rumbles up from your belly. The one that whispers in our ears when we’re faced with a big decision.

I know you. You’re my friends and family, my neighbor’s and co-workers. You’re the person in the car next to me, or even the one in the car in front of me that’s driving too slow…the one that made me clench my steering wheel and my teeth wishing you would just put your phone away and drive, already…or worse! We bring out the best and worst in each other. And in those worst moments, that’s when we forget. Yes, I know you and you know me.

Tonight I am thinking about that. About you. And I’m trying to remember who I am and why I’m here. I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring. And I’m not always right, but I’m also not always wrong…and neither are you.

The thing is, I need you. And you need me too. No matter what happens, I do know one thing. There is nothing that we can’t fix together, if things get messed up.

But hey, it’s not all bad either. We’re flawed, but most of us want to be good, to do the right thing. And there is a lot of goodness in the world too. I hope you can see the goodness around you. I know I’m going to try harder to notice.

We’ll get through this. We will. I know you. And you know me. Remember that and we’ll all be okay.

Peace y’all. I really mean it.

kat – 10 September 2016


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 4 September 2016 

Happy Weekend! For many of us in the U.S. It is a holiday weekend, Monday being Labor Day. For me it also meant having Friday off as well. It was an opportunity to catch up with family.

I am blessed to have a big family. Of course it is my own doing in part, having raised four daughters. Through them I have gained sons, grand children and grand pups. It is amazing how one person can sprout off in so many directions…from one to two, then four, then seven or eight, then sixteen and counting in a matter of a generation or two. I wonder as I get older if fate will allow me to see another generation blossom, launching me into “great” status. Would that be grand!

We have so little time that flashes by in a wink! We busy ourselves in passing with such petty concerns…He said, she said’s, I’m right, you’re wrongs’s, oh no you didn’t’s, can’t believe you just’s, I’m over it’s, talk to the hand’s or don’t talk to me at all’s. Our egos would like nothing better than to have us all to ourselves. There is a hefty price to pay for self-righteousness.

I don’t believe I have seen things quite as divided and contentious in my lifetime as it is right now. There are no fine lines, just walls…and we’ve become quite comfortable with crossing them.

In the end we all need to answer just one question. How we answer it makes all the difference.

Is being right and winning the most important thing?

If you can manage a “no” then it’s not too late…there is hope.

Be gentle with yourself and with those who share air space with you. Love while you can. Life is short and only as sweet as you make it.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 4 September 2016

we each hold a sacred trust
to become strong, resilient
love is consuming
with power to smooth rough stone
‘Twas a simpler time
let’s hope we can bridge the divide
I used to wish upon the brightest star
several minutes of polite conversation,
with open hearts
and minds
that quietly listen

~kat

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The Shi Sai, (formerly known as a ReVerse) is a new form I came up with during Poetry Month in April 2016. I’ve actually been writing shu sai for years but was inspired to give it a prooer name. It is a poem created by taking one line of verse from several poems of an author’s own collection. The shi sai is done as a review of a series or collection of poems and therefore, each line should flow in chronological order of the dates the poems were written (from oldest to new). The lines chosen should be the author’s favorite from each poem. This form works best if the author resists the temptation to read the full new poem before all the verses have been added. (It helps one to resist the impulse to change a line to make it “fit”.


Magnetic Poetry Saturday

each moment holds
the promise of peace
for searching souls
with open hearts
and minds
that quietly listen

kat~2 September 2016


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 21 August 2016

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It’s another Sunday, another week for the history books, another week of tragedies and triumphs, truths and lies, smoke and mirrors, all fueled by our amazing technology that blasts it all uncensored into our living rooms, cars and earbuds.

Try as we may to avoid it, by taking a break, diverting our attention to blue skies, baby’s breath, wild flower-speckled fields and la-la-la happy thoughts, it is impossible to completely shut the monster we have created down. Even in moments of sublime zen the cacophony rages relentlessly on, its mesmerism droning like a train wreck. We cannot turn away once it has dipped a toe into our shuttered hearts.

I believe those of us who live live’s of good will and gentle intentions, who are most horrified, should fight our aversion and take it all in, letting it rip our souls asunder. Not because we are masochists, but because only the meek are promised earth’s inheritance. The drowning do not realize they are drowning once instinct kicks in. Fierce survival takes over causing the victim to flail and fight for air, taking even their rescuer down under with them.

It is wishfully indulgent of me to think I can avoid it. But with feet firmly planted on dry land I am compelled again and again to offer my hand in rescue. The greatest tragedy is that some will refuse my hand to be swallowed into the abyss.

These are wild and weary times for so many of us. May those of us who still have embers of hope left in our hearts fan the flames and not be afraid to let our light shine.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 21 August 2016

remember without lingering
and don’t get too comfortable here
evil lurks in carry-ons
of souls longing for warmth
and fiery sun glows red at cusp of day,
people get jumpy
had a mind for something sweet
fire and ice collide
‘tis mesmerism
breaks my heart to see it like this
let’s leave this withering world and stroll along the ancient path to eden’s sacred garden…

kat


The Shi Sai, (formerly known as a ReVerse) is a new form I came up with during Poetry Month in April 2016. I’ve actually been writing shu sai for years but was inspired to give it a prooer name. It is a poem created by taking one line of verse from several poems of an author’s own collection. The shi sai is done as a review of a series or collection of poems and therefore, each line should flow in chronological order of the dates the poems were written (from oldest to new). The lines chosen should be the author’s favorite from each poem. This form works best if the author resists the temptation to read the full new poem before all the verses have been added. (It helps one to resist the impulse to change a line to make it “fit”.


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 31 July 2016

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A look back, and a reflection. I spent this past week in usual fashion with the bulk of my days working at the job that pays for my existence. My evenings however were spent engaged in part two of my country’s political ritual…the nomination of presidential candidates midst a cacophony of rhetoric and bombastic assertions, most always in dogged opposition to the competing faction.

As a citizen who seeks truth and attempts to participate fully in the process, I availed myself of both spectacles, the republican brand two weeks ago and the democratic version this past week. Political platforms and ideologies aside, there was a stark difference between the two conventions. Fear, exceptionalism, and a chaotic, off-script program of events colored the first call to meeting; hope, inclusiveness (while not without murmurs of discord), and an organized, well-executed program informed the second. The republican sea of white faces became even more obvious when contrasted by the rainbow of diversity that filled the democratic auditorium. On display these past few weeks for all to see was a snapshot of the two Americas we have become.

I admit a predisposed affinity for the latter. In fact, I mentioned this last week as well. That being said, I struggle to find the appeal of the republican view of the world; a world that must become smaller, walled off from others in order for its citizenry to feel safe. I fail to understand how so many can follow such ideology blindly. It is a terrifying commentary on this country…my country…the anger and hatred that has risen to the surface. This election season, like no other that I can remember, has exposed the truth about how un-united and in need of a revival and return to our founding principles we are.

It was a busy week to say the least! While I did not have as much time to write, what I did manage to eke out captured the angst and fragile hope that I feel. Oh to be a skylark (this week’s dictionary.com word of the day) indeed! To rise above the fray with a song on my lips…joy and peace intact!

I cling to hope…

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 31 July 2016

love on the wind
strands of fine-spun gold
promote peace not walls
take care to notice red dawn skies
oh let me be a skylark
fungus among us
danger lurks in the hollows
peace lies in ruins…
deepest dark murmurs pure poetry

~ kat

The Shi Sai, (formerly known as a ReVerse) is a form created by Kat Myrman in April 2016. It is a poem created by taking one line of verse from several poems of an author’s own collection. The shi sai is done as a review of a series or collection of poems and therefore, each line should flow in chronological order of the dates the poems were written (from oldest to new). The lines chosen should be the author’s favorite from each poem. This form works best if the author resists the temptation to read the full new poem before all the verses have been added. (It helps one to resist the impulse to change a line to make it “fit”.