Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and …
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Hope Full (poem and dance)
Gifted with fabric and thread, she wasn’t just weaving material into museum-worthy displays, she was weaving a life transformed, stitched together with gold strands of hope, that she now wears like a majestic robe – wrapping her in the love, on others, she has generously bestowed. She is learning to step, to receive love and …
“Because I could not stop for death” (poetry recitation)
Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility – We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess …
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Lovers consuming Love
A reminder to pause and shop for tokens of affection a redundant expectation ~ for hearts held in a lover’s grip hearts that pump passion with each ruby drip A fiery connection sparked by a cosmic flame igniting an attraction guiding its own fate ~ for lovers pulsating in a current of love ordained lovers …
Sunrise Forthcoming
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 …
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 …
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, …
My Inspired Life 