There she goes bumping down the road wrapped in candy apple red Silverado short bed windows down, music up blond lift held with Aqua Net Nice truck! more than one said not talking wheels, I suspect She complements her spring birth month bull strength and stubbornness She’s no bull in a china shop though with …
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There’s gold in them thar hills! (photos & audio poems)
Gold Rush by Michele Lee The buzz has begun like bees scouting for nectar no golden honey will be forthcoming it is breathtaking beauty these scouts are after wildflower enthusiasts are exploring the trails and dancing in fields decorated with colorful petals placed there, not by human hands, but by birds and the wind ******* …
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Rewritten (personal essay)
Writing, like nothing else, gives people a chance to examine personal history and rewrite the narrative. Literally. We call this “reframing” in the narrative therapy workshops I assist with. I credit author, Sandra Marinella, for introducing this potentially life-changing and scientifically supported writing technique to me. I have personally benefitted from this writing approach, and …
Mornings like this
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 …
White Flowers (audio poem, photos, & music)
"White Flowers" by Mary Oliver, reading by Michele Lee White Flowers by Mary Oliver Last night in the fields I lay down in the darkness to think about death, but instead I fell asleep, as if in a vast and sloping room filled with those white flowers that open all summer, sticky and untidy, in …
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Pitter Patter and Pops of Pink
The rain began the day after I arrived, and except for a few pockets of sunshine it continued until the morning I left. I could not have been more content. A steady pitter patter matched the sound and pace of my fingers on a keyboard when a weekend of typing, I spent. Polishing and perfecting …
Dancing with Dragonflies
Seeing the perfection of colors blended from earth and sky Hearing the crunch underneath a different song Smelling the sweetness of plants I cannot name Touching the truth of beauty grown not made Tasting the sensation of joy touch my lips Feeling the fabric of separateness begin to tear Releasing the need to need anything …
Rise Lady, Rise (audio)
Rise Lady, Rise! It is your time to color the land, littered with scars and stains created by careless hands; some too harsh and cruel, to hold the beauty that bursts from you. Crush you, some might try, with a palm, a bulldozer, or a bomb, but you will rise again, for you are strength, …
Contained in a Frame
Captured and contained in this frame, are delicate petals, crowning thorny stems, set against a shadowy tree-laced sky. At first glance, I saw the natural beauty for what it is: magnificence. Eyes full of wonder, I startled a bird with my audible sigh. Despite my praising of nature’s perfection, shortsighted was my thinking, for the …
“A Tear and a Smile” (a tribute & audio poem)
Two passions become one when I listen to his words while looking through my lens at scenes found in natural settings. Natural details that he captured with an artist's eye and retold with a pen over one hundred years ago. Separated by time and distance, I am connected to him through his simple and direct …
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My Inspired Life 