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July 12, 2025

days 190 – 191

the veil

we are just a breath away 
the veil skims against our skin
a cardinal sings nearby as if to say
we are just a breath away
when it’s our time we’ll fight to stay
make the most of life ‘til then
we are just a breath away 
the veil skims against our skin

seeing beauty

there is beauty all around
everywhere our eyes can see
wondrous signs of life and sounds
there is beauty all around
glimmers waiting to be found
sunlight shimmering through trees
there is beauty all around
everywhere our eyes can see

~kat

We had another visitor to these woods. I’m thinking now that it wasn’t the full moon, but a mammal large enough to bend iron…very much like the last time, that had all the turkeys and birds and squirrels, and deer all freaked out. Both bird feeding stations were decimated, seed scattered on the ground. Some have speculated that it was a black bear. Not uncommon for this region. Typically though, they stay clear of populated areas.

I walked the property to see if I could find any prints or other markers to assess the species of our inhospitable guest, but the ground was too dry from the heat wave we’ve been having. As I rounded the corner I saw a tiny house wren fledgling perched on the edge of a water bowl. It hopped down but appeared to be injured. Fell out of a nest perhaps. I managed to scoop it up safely in a box and we took it to the wildlife rehab center.

On the way back home we found ourselves stranded in stopped traffic. Just ahead emergency crews were rescuing accident victims and tow vehicles loading what was left of the crushed vehicles that appeared to have collided head on at a curve in the road. We hope the victims all recover.

We never know when we wake up each morning whether that new day will be our last. It’s a sobering reminder to make the most of every moment that we are still living and breathing, and to be kind when opportunities invite us to intercede on behalf of another living soul. None of us are promised tomorrow.

Much love, peace and glimmers to you. I hope to see you tomorrow!

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

Poetry form: 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)

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July 4, 2025

day 182 and day 183 – half a year of glimmers with a half more to go

By Kat Myrman

thoughts on the most horrible, awful, terrifyingly sad day of a crumbling nation

silence is best when there are no words
when nothing one says will change what is done
when voices of reason now quelled; go unheard
silence is best when there are no words
when lies beget lies; when truth feels absurd
compassionate acts touch hard hearts one by one
silence is best when there are no words
when nothing one says will change what is done

~kat
a triolet poem is an 8 line poem that follows the following rhyme and repeated line sequence:

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)

another irrelevant holiday

If our forefathers saw us now, this
Nation they held dear
Do you think that they’d be
Proud of what we have become?
Every word that they declared 
Now silenced with a sneer 
Delivering hate for all to see
Enriching greed with none to spare
Now the people live in fear
Can democracy be restored?
Each of us is called to stand, to show the world we care

Don’t expect a celebration on this day from me
As the powerful destroy what’s right and good for us, our progeny
You know it’s true this faux Independence Day

~kat
An Acrostic Poem is a poem where the first letter of each line spells out a word, name, or phrase, often related to the poem's subject

Another twofer. With, of course some glimmers to soften the blow of the last few days. We are halfway through a year of glimmers. Obviously I have shared some repeat glimmerers. You probably know I have some favorites.

Some favorite Glimmers from the archive:

I’m sorry…I just didn’t have it in me to write what I was feeling yesterday. I needed to sleep on it. I needed to see another beautiful sunrise to assure me that life can only be lived in moments now as many of us wait for that oppressive, heavy left shoe to drop. For some of us it will come sooner than others. But none of us are immune from the hate and cruelty of the current government. I woke this morning to light! Just the glimmer I needed to get me out of bed, when in truth I’d be just as happy to stay here for the weekend, pull the covers over my head and hide…but that’s not healthy…I know. Thank you Sun for being the constant I so need in my life right now.

And thank you Nature for holding me close under a lush canopy of green. Thank you cool morning breeze that is fragrantly sweet from newly cut grass, thank you wild creatures…the deer, the squirrels, the turkeys, the songbirds, the crows, and thank you my domestic critters, Gabby, Matilda, Frankie, Schrödinger, Mr Bean and the fishes, for loving me unconditionally and for giving me a reason to get up each day. Thank you as well to you dear readers, for stopping by and letting me know you see me. And to my family and friends, for choosing to share this life with me.

I have so much to be grateful for..so many reasons to light a fire in me to continue this little act of rebellion here. I will not be silenced. I will write from my heart what is true…and I will always, always, always choose love, and kindness.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.

~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨

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July 2, 2025

day 181

By Kat Myrman

a case for kindness

it takes some effort, you know, to hate
simple kindness is easy, it flows
the potential is there, it’s not too late
it takes some effort, you know, to hate
try being nice for a change, I’ll wait
one kind act begets others, they grow
it takes some effort, you know, to hate
simple kindness is easy, it flows

~kat

I couldn’t watch the drama today as republican politicians harassed holdouts to toe the line and vote yes for trumps big ugly bill. With Independence Day and fireworks only a few days away they need a big win tied with a patriotic red, white, and blue bow. But I think the most disgusting thing that they have done throughout this horrible saga is repeatedly boasting that all the glory goes to god for bringing them this far. And bragging about their piety and prayerfulness and spending time in the capitol chapel on their knees…please spare us!

I don’t know who or what god they’re referring to, but the god I learned about in parochial school and have come to know in my later years would not endorse what they are selling.

She would not be okay with stealing from the poor to line the pockets of the rich. She would not turn away the immigrant and those seeking refuge from poverty or corrupt oppressive governments. She would not deny equality or diversity. In fact my mother, Nature, loves diversity. She provides for her children. Would never think to deny them food, or education, or opportunity. She would most certainly not demand authority over her daughters’ human rights or tell them that men should be the deciders for everything they do. She would not deny them or the children or the elderly healthcare or strip anyone of dignity. And I’m sure her heart is breaking for the innocents ripped from their families and left to rot in detention cells, or worse. And for her special children who dare to be themselves, just as they were created to be.

If these so called Christians can do such vile things to other human beings then I want no part of their god or their religion. If only I believed in hell. I’d wish them well on their way down. Maybe they will see the light one day. One can hope.

Thank you for reading if you’ve made it this far. For letting me rant. Today’s glimmer is a tiny mourning dove perched in the trees in the photo above. Their soft coos comfort me.

Much love, peace, and glimmers to you…until we meet again tomorrow.

~kat✨✨💚💚✨✨

Poetry form:

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)

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April 4, 2023

restless

By Kat Myrman

restless

it’s never really quiet here
not even in the late, late night
my heart beat thumps inside my ears
it’s never really quiet here
is it ghosts, god, or me I hear
the words so many words to write
it’s never really quiet here
not even in the late, late night

~kat

NaPoWriMo2023 Challenge – Day 4: Today, let’s try writing triolets. A triolet is an eight-line poem. All the lines are in iambic tetramenter (for a total of eight syllables per line), and the first, fourth, and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines. This means that the poem begins and ends with the same couplet. Beyond this, there is a tight rhyme scheme (helped along by the repetition of lines) — ABaAabAB.

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April 22, 2020

Sof ha’olam, smolah – NaPo WriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 22

By Kat Myrman

Sof ha’olam, smolah

at the end of the world, turn left
normal’s not normal anymore
follow the path due north, head west
at the end of the world, turn left
take what you need and leave the rest
dust off those dreams, let your heart soar
at the end of the world, turn left
normal’s not normal anymore

~kat

A Triolet for NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 22: find an idiomatic phrase from a different language or culture, and use it as the jumping-off point for your poem.

Hebrew – (Sof ha’olam, smolah) סוף העולם שמאלה. – “At the end of the world, turn left.”

A Triolet is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines. Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital letters representing the repeated lines.