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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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Sunday Best: Gaia
I’m grateful for the subject matter. Gaia is suffering, and only we can reach out to her and minister to her needs. At the very least, we can work with her to co-create a new Earth free of fire, flood, and fear. I was pleased to get first place in…
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I am Your Mother
I see you looking at me from a far my curves draw you closer to my lush landscape my sphere, toughened by time hewn by gravity held by dark matter Have you seen my sacred dance I spin in ivory clouds, my shawl, the rivers, my beads of turquoise …
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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…
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Labyrinth
This is a loop poem with the rhyme scheme of ab, cc, defg, hh, ii, jklm, nn, oo. Some days I just want to be alone alone with my soul and sacred things sacred things like collages, crystals and prayers prayers holding grace up heavenly stairs stairs that…
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Tao Play
When they come to the temple, they are but broken warriors, seeking redemption in Tao play. They enter the temple gates out of the shadows of their lives in the light of the sun rising on the horizon. They are vessels receiving and giving sustenance from the…
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Sunday Best: Cocoon — FREE VERSE REVOLUTION
I feel honored my poem “Cocoons” was one of the top three submissions this week. Most grateful! Check out the other great entries and follow FREE VERSE REVOLUTION for other opportunities to feature your work. (UPDATE: This poem is archived – the link no longer works – because FREE VERSE…
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