poetry
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Songs, Poetry and Healing
It’s summertime, and the livin’s easy. The fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high. This Gershwin tune was one of my mother’s favorites to belt out in her theatrical way. Sometimes, after she finished, she would say (with a bit of melodrama) that in her next life, she hoped to be a singer. For Continue reading
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Jerusalem Mourn
Jerusalem, I sing to you now –Song of longing, song of lamentSong of the ancestors yet to be bornSong of crucifixions of soulsStill being carried out nowin your holyName. Jerusalem, I sing to you ofJustice gone awry, ofSacred soil so sacrosanct,Crystallized into coarseunleavened bread thatcrumbles and decayswithout a breathof fresherDays O Child of place,O Place Continue reading
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Stoking Our Creative Fires
I have been having a lot of fun lately playing with new ways to stoke my creative fires. For we are all creative beings, although for many of us this joy of creating something can get a bit dampened in the day-to-day challenges of modern-day life. Now creativity I am talking about is not Continue reading
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Thank You
Thank you for my brokenness,Thank you for my pains,Thank you for the sacred memoriesthat run through my many brains. Thank you for forgetting me,Or so I sometimes think;Thank you for remembering me,And not giving me what I thought I need. Thank you for the lessons,Tough and challenging to boot;Thank you for the nothingness,Darkness and the Continue reading
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The Spirit of Love
The spirit of loveyou don’t have to look for –you don’t have to cross oceans,you don’t have to follow a distant star. The spirit of lovedoesn’t advertise itself loudly in the news.The spirit of love can’t be foundby reading books on the spirit of love. The spirit of loveis much more intrinsic than that:Since it’s Continue reading
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Garden of Delight
In the garden of delightI will dwellFor just a wee and little spell Poetry emblazoned on my breastMusic ringing everywhereBluebells gongingJade reverberating in the air In the garden of delightI will dwellFor just a wee and little spell When my eyes close tightWhen it is nightWhen moss fills my mindAnd fern fronds burn bright In Continue reading
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Many dreams
I’ve had many dreams,Life’s not always what it seems. So when I awake,I decide to take a break – Break break Break the glass,Smash the goblet,Release goblins, sing you say. Break breakMake makeMake love all day and night long. When you sleep,When you pray,When you swear, andWhen you care Break breakTake take The sacred wine Continue reading
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Let my voice be pure
Let my voice be pureto sing the spirits of the stones. Let my mind be rootedwith emerald tendrils into the earth. Let my heart beat in timewith her rhythms and her rhymes. So I may know the savage painof so much beauty all aroundThat my lapis eyes rainSalty tears upon the ground, And I dance Continue reading
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The Sage
Happy 2023 to you! What an exciting time to be alive – don’t you think? What will this year unfolding bring to us: individually and collectively, to the Monadnock region, the United States, and the whole world? What opportunities await us to continue to refine our character through meeting life’s challenges with a clear heart Continue reading
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Eclipsed Rose
O Rose quartz, she does know with her glittery show that it is by the mullein leaf wise where the mushrooms do grow. Murdered nights and slain days– O save me, dear Rose Quartz, by the river so wide And may the eagle fly free, not weighted down by you and me and out impossible Continue reading
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