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August 15, 2025

day 225

By Kat Myrman 
A few thoughts on flowering violets

from one bloom,
two. 
soon buds will burst

patience is
key
with violets

purple pops
‘midst
leaves, velvet green

watched pots don’t 
bloom
nor do they boil

and changing gears, this is happening as I write…

deals for dictators 

dictators
meet
to make deals

the people 
hope
to be heeded

destruction 
looms
in the fine print

~kat

I am a patience person. But having the capacity for patience can wear thin when the waiting drags on; when a particular scenario repeats itself, over and over with the expectation of different outcome. I am of the opinion that no good thing can come out of the unholy meeting happening in Alaska. We’ve seen this show before when Trump was out-witted by this war criminal in the first term. This time, portends a similar endgame. It felt surreal to watch a smug dictator basking in the red carpet welcome afforded him. Trump was clearly out of his league then and he is woefully naive of who he’s dealing with now. 

I hope I’m wrong. Hanging in the balance are lives and the sovereign autonomy of a democratic nation. Hanging in the balance is the coveted Nobel Peace Prize, which is the primary concern of our hapless president. I only have so much patience for the grotesque theatrics being played out. 

So, it’s lovely to have my little African Violet plant rewarding me for weeks of loving care with clusters of buds and 2-1/2 beautiful purple blooms. It was a  practice in patience waiting for that first flower. But once it bloomed I was less vigilant for more. The buds were there. That’s all I needed to know. They would bloom too, just as the first one had. 

So there is still hope that these men will come out of their meeting with a glimmer of the prospect of peace…just a glimmer would be good. Then maybe the world can breathe. 

I’m growing weary of bad news. But I am still hopeful. Much love and glimmers of peace to you.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Poetry Form: the Piku 3/1/4 (a form that combines the first three digits of pi and the three line example of the haiku).

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February 5, 2025

day 36

By Kat Myrman 
nothing personal

‘twas nothing personal, you lied
it was your right to choose a side 
but that’s the problem, don’t you see
your choice, your win, affected me
‘cause we don’t live in normal times
our future teeters on the line 
and freedom is a fragile thing
a president is not a king
you cast a witless, selfish vote
informed by lies, disdain for woke
I thought I knew you, I was wrong
you chide me now to get along
it saddens me, I feel betrayed 
the price is high, this choice you made
I can’t agree to disagree 
there’s nothing to discuss you see
I must now work to set things right
I’d hoped you’d join this holy fight 
already there is hell to pay
the world will know the truth one day
and you will too, one day you’ll see
that no one wins if all aren’t free

~kat

Since this all started just a few weeks ago, something has been brewing in me. Deep disappointment in family and friends who voted for the chaos we’re now experiencing are gloating now…cheering on the cruelty, delighting in owning the libs. I tried to tell them things would be bad. They dismissed me as a sore loser. But even I am floored by how bad things have gotten in such a short time with no check in place and no end in sight. My wife and I are shoring up for what might be coming. Gathering our important papers, planning a consult with an attorney to shore up our partnership should this government cancel our marriage of 25 years, 17 of them semi legal on …off..the on again legal. We’ve experienced the hostility that comes from good ‘Christian’ folks who consider it a sin to serve us in restaurants or to treat us with compassionate care in hospital emergency rooms. I’m trying to keep my wits about me. Preparing for the worst hoping for the best. We just want to live out our last years in peace. 

But as I said, the fact that people I know and love voted for this has troubled me. This may not be a typical glimmer, but writing is a healing release for me. Putting the words down in a poem lifted a weight off of me and in a small way gives me strength to press on. I share it here because I have learned that I am often not the only one feeling these emotions. And so I’m reaching out to you, if you’re feeling it too, to let you know you are not alone. 

Peace, love, and glimmers to you.

~kat

P.S. You are not alone. In case you needed one last reminder.

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January 22, 2025

day 22

By Kat Myrman 
but first…

you can do better
you can be kind to others
but start with yourself

~kat

I took a moment for me today. It’s not something I do regularly or easily. With responsibilities and work taking up most of my time, moments are rare. Today was super busy, not to mention how crazy the world is. But I took a moment. I stood outside and gazed at the stars in the sky and breathed a sigh. Sometimes we need to be intentional, creating our own glimmers, with a little help from the cosmos. From stars that most likely no longer exist but for a remnant of flickering light. Shining, dare I say, glimmering just for me and my moment.

Peace, love, and glimmers to you. 

~kat

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October 14, 2023

rain dance

By Kat Myrman 
rain dance

to dance in the rain
cool droplets bursting on skin
pools lapping our feet
drawing us deep into the one
we call mother…we call home

come dance in the rain
drenched in heaven, head to toe  
blood of stone rising
familiar scent of the earth
calling us…calling us home 

dancing in the rain
our feet cool and tingling
letting go at last
like autumn leaves twirling ‘round
ashes, ashes, falling down

~kat

In case you’re wondering…yes I did. I did dance in the rain this morning. Yes, I got drenched. It was glorious! Peace to you this weekend. Praying for peace. 🕊️

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March 29, 2020

Sunday’s ReVerse – March 29, 2020

By Kat Myrman

We will be forever changed when this storm passes. And pass it will, though some of us will not live to see it. My hope is that those of us left behind emerge from our seclusion with a new appreciation for each other, gratefulness and respect for the heroes in our midst, not celebrities or athletes or Marvel masked characters or high level politicians, but the healthcare workers, the first responders, the restauranteurs who are keeping us fed, some delivering to our doors, the grocery store clerks, the delivery drivers, the mail carriers…those who press on and serve us at a distance and in our time of great need. Thank you. Thank you all.

Staying inside to stop the spread, as so many of us have been called to do, is such a small price to pay to help us all arrive safely on the other side. We will all be forever changed. Hopefully, we will emerge a kinder people. We are truly in this together.

Stay safe, stay well, be kind, breathe. Today’s reVerse, gleaned over the past few months, kind of says it all. I’ll leave you with that! Peace to you my friends. Peace. ❤️

Sunday’s ReVerse – March 29, 2020

gentle dark descending
through shuttered curtain slits,
Until next glimpse…
each day, the simple gift of life
death looms in the shadows seeking
in silver and want
morning’s icy breath lingered
if only for a season
but here behind these looming walls,
soft blush of blooms on the breeze
on pause, love draws near…from a distance
causing me to sigh
soon comes the dawn

~kat

A ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.(or in this case, the last several months).

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