Victoria's Secret

Reading some poetry this morning. A poem by Billy Collins that was making me laugh. It is 4 page long poem about the Victoria Secret catalog.

52 Week Photo Project: Week 38

Moon so bright whispering to the mountains, trees and houses below. 

Listening closely to hear what secrets and dreams it will tell me.

Gratitude Friday

I am thankful for...
1. new friendships
2. old friends helping me reframe a couple of issues I am dealing with
3. chai
4. a poetry date
5. books

Inner Excavation

I am taking an afternoon to start in with Inner Excavation again. I want to do the tasks. So sitting at a local coffee shop and reading and writing.

















Taking notes, using little flags to remember important passages.

Writing poetry....I begin. 

Boston

From the Poem Boston by Samantha Reynolds: 
"without the triumph they deserved
without the simplicity of tomorrow
without the trust that a sidewalk
won’t rupture and swallow them again"

The poem says what I had been thinking and feeling as I listened to the news yesterday. 

Sarah Kay

I love TED...as I always discover talented, brilliant, amazing people through it.  Sarah Kay does two poems and both have that element I love about poetry....connection.  You hear a line and it says "you are not alone."    I am not sure I could ever do spoken word poetry, but I love it and love how it makes me feel...even when it is sad.  Again it is feeling that connection.

National Poetry Month

National Poetry Month in April. Now that I am writing poetry - I read more of it too. I find out more about it and never would I have known it was National Poetry Month without it now being a passion.  So in the month of April going to be sharing links, bits and pieces and videos to some Poets I have discovered with my Poem Crazy Passion.

A few weeks ago I discovered Shane Koyczan.  He was on TED to do this poem about bullying. It is called To This Day and it is intense and amazing.  I cry every time I watch it.

Winter's Sacred Invitation

A couple weeks of ago I went along with Michael to a client's home. They live right at the base of the Colorado Monument and it was just a beautiful winters day. I found it very inspiring and created this poem. 

Winter's Sacred Invitation
Majestic red mountains cloaked in white rising to greet us
Snow shimmering like jewels lining our way
Bare branches waiting for a dance with Winter's daughter
The icy breeze kissing our cheeks and fingertips
As tracks in the snow coax us forward
Winter's sacred invitation laid before us