05/10/13

Wounded

Poetry is natural medicine, it is like a homeopathic tincture derived from the stuff of life itself–your experience. Poems distill experience into the essentials. Our personal experiences touch the common ground we share with others.”

~ Excerpted from Poetic Medicine: The Healing Art of Poem-Making

Wounded
I write
Heal
Risk
Again
Live
Boldly
Love
Freely
Move
Serenely
In this world
Wounded
I write
To right
What’s wrong

*Written for Verse First ~ Poetry Heals

05/3/13

One

One

Starts there
We all do
Even twins deny something the other

One

love
direction
life
day at a time
step ahead
foot
in front of the other

Thus we enter
So, we leave

One
Solitary life
Striving

03/25/13

Let Us Blind Fools

A few days ago my friend and mentor,  Sherry , challenged us to write about our inner Wild Women. Reading my fellow poets’ responses taught me more, helped me more, than most other recent endeavors. We are a powerful crew! This poem was borne of those readings, along with gratitude and appreciation for gifts and talents that abound.

When we embrace
uniquenesses
and let our lights shine
bright
the brilliance enlightens
selves, each other
illuminates the way
for souls, younger
and blinds the fools

everybody wins