Category: Writing
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Poetry Podcast – Seeking Light: Mindful Presence
Hello, everyone, I have a new memoir up on my poetry podcast called Seeking Light: Mindful Presence. This memoir reveals how poets seek light, the mindful presence, in their poetry. Being present to the NOW fosters insights and promotes healing. https://meelosmom.podbean.com/e/seeking-light-mindful-presence/ “Poetry: The Memoir of the Soul” https://meelosmom.podbean.com/ (If…
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Poetry Podcast: Cupid Sings the Blues
To honor Valentine’s Day, I created a podcast called Cupid Sings the Blues on my Podbean podcast …. Poetry: The Memoir of the Soul. Why is Cupid sad? Tune in to find out. You will hear poems by rivrvlogr (one of our fellow WordPress Poets), Robert Burns, Ben Jonson, and…
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What Mother Needs – Barbara Leonhard
FREE VERSE REVOLUTION published my poem, What Mother Needs. ♥️ (UPDATE: This poem is archived – the link no longer works – because FREE VERSE REVOLUTION has a new literary magazine. If you wish to access this link, let me know.)
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What Mother Needs: Time to Heal
I revised this poem since putting it up in FREE VERSE REVOLUTION. I’m Still not certain it is finished. Is any poem? What Mother Needs: Time to Heal We are all one kind, one child in the eyes of our wondrous Mother. Our Mother’s lungs are shared by all; we…
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Poetry: The Memoir of the Soul- Podcast Episode 1, We are Entwined Spirits
I have a poetry podcast on Podbean called “Poetry: The Memoir of the Soul“. Let me know what you think! The post is called ‘We Are Entwined Spirits’. When we feel isolated and lost, Poetry is our medicine. http://meelosmom.podbean.com/ This podcast has a new poem in it. Memoirs Poems are…
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Status: Unfriended – Barbara Leonhard — FREE VERSE REVOLUTION
We took for granted those easy days, believing in bonds, implicit contracts, soul groups, & kinships. Hugs were warm & kisses real. We could smell the hot coffee brewing for the brunches. Life…the miles… left us in the wilderness without food or drink or matches, only emojis, tags, and Messenger.…
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Hope was Not a Loss – Barbara Leonhard — FREE VERSE REVOLUTION
My body was a cage With only eyes for doors. My arms, contorted, Like branches twisted in shadows. Voices, hollow sounds, Called from the dinner table, but My legs, dead trunks, Held me to a bed With a view to other children. How they danced, Like pansies and violets, Their…

