Beginning and Learning Again
Poem – Falling
This poem came as I was feeling pulled to sadness, as I approach the one year anniversary of Emilee’s death from this plane of existence and into another. FALLING When I am feeling blue I have half a dozen things to, but don’t want, to do Then suddenly goes the floor It recedes, drops and…
Read MoreOn Childhood Trauma And Adulthood
David Whyte, ….on childhood trauma…from his book titled The Heart Aroused (1992). Now, David Whyte is a poet, not a pschologist. But, he is an insightful poet and he does his research. I enjoy his own poetry, the poetry he uses to expound on his thinking, and his thoughtful insights. “It is generally accepted in modern…
Read MoreThe Life Train – Trains Are Such Good Metaphors
My neighbor sent this to me. I thought the gesture was sweet, and so is the story poem. Author unknown at the moment. Life Train At birth we boarded the train and met our parents, and we believe they will always travel at our side However, at some station our parents will step down from…
Read MorePoem – Beauty
POEM…BEAUTY As shutter and lens attempt to put a frame on shape and form It is light and hues allowing Beauty to be worn Once born She naturally seduces the camera’s eye but still does the real question belie How is beauty carried inside the eye (or I)? Is she haughty, flaunty overly proud Or…
Read MoreThe Space – A Poem
The first poem of 2018 A poem that has to do with NOTHING and EVERYTHING And an interesting observation just noted….it is 18 lines for 2018, and 18 is good luck as it means “CHAI” or life in hebrew. So let it be written. So let it be done (Yul Brenner) The Space Silence…
Read MoreThe First Year Without Emilee On The Holidays
I guess between the elves and fairies and some help from the angels, the star is now lit I guess between the elves and fairies and some help from the angels, the star is now lit. So, some words about the struggle whether to put up a tree or not, and whether or not to…
Read MoreA Poem By Gwen Flowers Entitled Grief
A Poem By Gwen Flowers Entitled Grief Grief leaves you changed. It changes, but it never leaves you. I like this poem. I retyped it below in case you have difficulty reading it in the picture. I like it because I feel this. Grief is not something that you “get over”. Yes, it morphs and…
Read MoreQuotes, Sayings, Words To Live By, And An Opinion On Resolutions
I could probably put these things on my wall… Some of them I really really love, and some of them just make me cry. Now, maybe it has to do with my state of emotionally fatigued mind at the moment but, a lot of these could be part of my Ten Commandments of how to…
Read MorePoem – What Color Suffering
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10211266067828086&set=a.10208902106450529.1073741827.1251156678&type=3 The link is for a Snoopy drawing I drew from an illustration with the caption, “you are always on my mind” WHAT COLOR? Once I had an idea, and thought what color is pain what color suffering, a common affliction of each human soul? is it blue for sad is it red for mad…
Read MoreA Couple Of His Poems
Just to give you a taste, the rest is up to you THE LIGHTEST TOUCH Good poetry begins with the lightest touch, a breeze arriving from nowhere, a whispered healing arrival, a word in your ear, a settling into things, then, like a hand in the dark, it arrests the whole body, steeling you for…
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