Poetry exists for mornings like this The jasmine is bursting Orange tea leaves are steeping A gentle rain is falling One drop now thousands Last night’s wishes offered to the stars on me, now fall Your essence etched across my heart I retrace softly and slowly, all that you are I live for mornings like …
Category: Verse
Poetry Outside (a special spotlight)
Poetry Outside by Linda Stecker i. Let there be poetry. Outside the fruit tree leaves are browning, struggling to live in the heat where I've neglected them. Inside I stay cool but I am struggling too; dehydrated, unconnected. ii. The birds only come to get their seeds. When the food is gone, so are they. …
Do not go gentle into that good night (video)
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the …
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A Quiet Progression
Never underestimate the quiet ones– the same trait that hushes their tongue is their superpower in a world full of loud voices clamoring to be number one. ************* I have listened I have agreed I have nodded I have conceded I have followed I have retreated I have let others interrupt I have had enough …
Faded Paisley
A hint of a pattern mostly washed away one hanger, one shirt hand-pressed for life’s special affairs No trace of paisley the once dark black with earthtone swirls faded to gray Hundreds of tumbles endless button-ups the special occasion shirt began to fray Discarded and replaced a closet full of options for life’s endless affairs …
Sunflower Structure (audio poem)
Sunflower Structure - audio poem Your yellow gone your seeds mostly released the few that remained fascinated me Torn, I was, between wanting to pluck each one crack them open and swallow them whole or leave each shell in its protective bed perfectly secure I found you fallen from your tall sturdy stem no sign …
Tucson Road Trip – Part II (video)
Leave behind other voices. Discover your direction in the aloneness. Your restless soul needs stillness to hear its true essence. https://videopress.com/v/gICM8TNO?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true To learn more about MOCA, click here: https://moca-tucson.org/ Thank you for joining me on my Tucson Road Trip! 🌵 Be well. 💗 Michele If you missed my Road Trip Part I, here you go: …
Tucson Road Trip – Part I (video)
The stillness swept over me before I stepped inside. The rush of the city miles behind me. A lone hawk slowly descends in a swooping circle, riding the wind. The scent of desert rain and creosote, I breathe in. The only sound is the crunch of gravel underfoot. I step across the threshold. The rush …
“A Lingering Memory” (a special spotlight)
A Lingering Memory by Charles Schilling It was a slow kiss Giving warmth to my chilled face. Her lips so light upon me, And her embrace around me. Her hands running delicately through my hair And a hug to my weary body. It envelops me And the heat is so intense. It burns my skin. …
Now and Then
She now stands taller than me with legs as strong as a Viking woman; descendants are we. Wrapped in my arms, I guarded her with the intensity of a thousand Viking women. To protect my babe I would have fought a thousand men. With my bare hands, I would have silenced their breath. Without a …
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