Sunrise Forthcoming from Being a Woman-Forthcoming Poetry Collection poems by Michele Lee illustrations by Sammi Lee From the banished back row, she did step forward. Her curves revealed by a full moon’s midnight glow, extending from the side, to the middle of the road. Along the edge, where the imposter merged with flesh, a woman …
Saturday Shorts – Writing
This photo features a long road, but it is short on the truth of what you will find in this post. Although I live in the land of saguaros and sunshine, this post features short lines, not the Sonoran Desert's year-round short hem lines. 😉 Writing is the topic of my fourth edition of Saturday …
She Walks in Beauty
A cherished reader, talented writer, and dedicated teacher wrote a poem about me in response to my post, "Sidewalk Conversations," which featured two poems about conversations I had with two homeless men, separated by time and geographical locations. I am so appreciative of reader, asumoftheparts, for this poem and for her ongoing thoughtful and thought-provoking …
The Poem is Writing Me (audio)
The Poem is Writing Me ~ Audio (poetic prose) There was a time, not long ago, when this seeking poet would listen with turned ears ready to hear, with fixed eyes ready to see, and with open hands ready to feel. I was content to listen, trust, and touch the living and dying world, beyond …
Remember and Nurture
No longer do I need to say or write your name. I closed your final chapter with the turning of the last page. I thought you were going to be a leisurely read, one I might grab before heading to the beach. A surprise you were, with heavy conflict and many nonsensical plot twists, but …
Fresh Toots and Warm Bubbles
This year, I must have been quite nice, because Santa appeared not once, but thrice. The first Santa smiled from behind a mask and courteously answered each question I asked. Unable to blow in the store due to Covid restrictions, but satisfied with her responses, I left with a box of fresh reeds and a …
Spell Binder, Dream Keeper
I did not expect to see you, still on the scene, when I stepped out to breathe the quiet in between memories and endless possibilities. You stayed longer than I thought you would, until the last of the dancing candles disappeared under a flame-ending hood. It was worth surrendering twilight sleep to watch you glimmer …
Nothing Will keep me aFloat (audio poem)
Nothing Will keep me aFloat - poem with audio A danger sign missed. Inner wisdom dismissed. Into a flowing stream with more than my toes, I willingly stepped. Floating down a winding brook, following a carefully chartered course, turning a corner, I was dumped into the deep, where other rivers merged. A leisurely scene suddenly …
Boisterous Toots and Bursting Bubbles
We have all had those days, weeks or even months when not one, but two or more things break, leaving us frustrated and maybe broke too. I had a run of broken things recently, inspiring a poem that helped me to laugh about my windy mishaps. Boisterous Toots and Bursting Bubbles My Dyson swallowed a …
Dreamy Visit, Surprising Gifts
My post is both a true story and a tribute to a woman who left this world too soon, but not without leaving a lasting and loving impression on me, her niece, and on countless others who adored her. Those who have been following my blog since at least July, may remember from my post, …
