Outlined in the distance its powerful presence has been a vision to admire, even worship; not a painting I thought to fold myself into, especially when the setting sun transforms the mountain of stone into a majestic goddess. From my knees, I would praise, but never once have I thought myself worthy of such magnificence. …
Author: Michele Lee
Poetic storyteller with a mic and a camera sharing inspired thoughts, moments, videos, and photos from my native Sonoran Desert and wherever else life takes me. To learn more about me and my published work, visit the "Poetic Storyteller" page on my blog: https://myinspiredlife.org/
Wild Wings! (video)
Oh, wild creature! You remind me that along the manicured green and the rows of conformity seen, wild still exists! You waken my being and energize my soul. On your wild wings, I will soar! https://videopress.com/v/Ci2ou5i5?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true Hawks offer great symbolism for me. They represent many qualities and remind me to stay observant. It is not …
“Don’t Hesitate” (poetry recitation)
"Don't Hesitate" by Mary Oliver If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy,don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plentyof lives and whole towns destroyed or aboutto be. We are not wise, and not very oftenkind. And much can never be redeemed.Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps thisis its way of fighting back, that …
you have arrived
You made it! (I am elated) I hope you brought your appetite! Let me look at you. Oh, what a beautiful sight! Let me take your bag. Hope it's light to carry and free of worries. Have a seat, next to my orange tree, under swaying bulbs burst from flowers, fragrant. There’s a chill in …
my inspired blog back story
I wanted so much to just disappear; I did not want to talk to anyone, but most people need their goodbyes. I have had too many of them to need any more. "What are you going to do?" she asked me, as I was rolling my last cart of personal belongings to my car. Dammit, …
from the Trail
morning tug of war a primordial mind pulling me down where it is safe, and the space is warm the seeking mind ultimately wins pulling me toward a path that pushes air through my lungs, blood into my legs, and thoughts into my waking brain …………………… How many times I’ve passed him I’ve lost track …
Follow your heART (essay)
Three years ago, my friend and I attended an Emerging Artist Lecture at the Phoenix Art Museum. The featured artist was Brooklyn-based contemporary artist, Arcmanoro Nile. Beyond the event invitation, neither of us knew anything about Nile, but we were excited to be out. Doing anything. We are both English teachers who had recently left …
A Delayed Birthright
Not baptized, not protected from that which chaos and anger inflicted some of us were not granted an anointed birth right were not given sparkly crib mobiles that captured our fascination and created an illusion of a star-filled night were not lulled to dreams with sweet tunes that let in only purity and light were …
Truth Seekers
In this day-to-day automated existence, too many people skim the surface. It is safer there. Plenty of time is spent skimming, but less purpose and commitment is found there. Less knowing and truthfulness too. Shallow swimming. Shallow breathing. Shallow connections. Shallow living. But in the depths, swim the truth seekers, where things are murky, where …
Don’t be so UPpity
Lips adorned with Ruby Woo make a statement with their style (not their substance). They speak only polite whispers, as to not offend or draw attention to. Like words selectively spoken, at a formal dinner the correct fork is carefully chosen (without hesitation). To not know the difference between a dinner fork and a fish …
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