Poetry Friday
The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I… Continue reading
The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I… Continue reading
Image- courtesy of Christine Laennec Winter Lights Within You say: It’s so dark and dreich here So far north So far away I say: but let me show you The soft gentle darkness… Continue reading
Life LIFE, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient… Continue reading
A slightly different take on the traditional Twelve Days of Christmas theme, today’s poem comes courtesty of the talented Philippa of the Feisty Blue Gecko blog. The Twelve Days of Chemo On the first… Continue reading
Rememberance And you wait, keep waiting for that one thing which would infinitely enrich your life: the powerful, uniquely uncommon, the awakening of dormant stones, depths that would reveal you to yourself. In… Continue reading
In keeping with the spirit of last week’s thanksgiving, today’s poem is from my favourite poet, Mary Oliver, whose poetry always touches me deeply. Her poem is an invitation to look closely at all… Continue reading
Today’s poem comes from the pen of Jackie Fox, a breast cancer survivor and writer living in Nebraska. Jackie is the author of From Zero to Mastectomy: What I Learned and You Need to… Continue reading
I had such a great response to a previous poem submitted by Philippa from the feistybluegecko blog, that I just had to share another with you today. I feel sure that this poem will… Continue reading
Turquoise She was once an eleven year old girl in a long-sleeved and turquoise t-shirt from the children’s department. And now she stands before me, or rather she doesn’t stand before me at… Continue reading
Breath me I meditate on my breath tonight, I breath me in and I breath me out, A cycle, a revolution a feather so light, I am wondering what i am about, A being… Continue reading