Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

  • The Sea Tree

    The Sea Tree

    The Sea Tree With trepidation, I set off Through the fierce waves That clash around my feet. I feel uprooted from Such a long journey.   The salty broth sweeps me Along the green wetness; Misty are my memories Tossed behind Like dead leaves, Those other days.   And now…

  • Hope Was Not a Loss

    Hope Was Not a Loss

    This poem describes how I felt when I was paralyzed with measles encephalitis at the age of 6 going on 7. I could neither walk nor speak intelligibly. My arms and fingers were contracted. This time was very frightening. I went into a coma for a period of time. Though…

  • Measles Encephalitis: A True Story of Self-Healing

    Measles Encephalitis: A True Story of Self-Healing

    Measles Encephalitis: A True Story of Self-Healing   Although I feel that my life has been affected by many events, even small ones, one specific event had a major effect on the direction my life took at the time.  This event occurred when I came down with measles encephalitis at…

  • Memorizing Poems: The Poet as Storyteller

    Memorizing Poems: The Poet as Storyteller

    Reading poetry out loud is an art form much like singing a song.

  • Streaming Prayers into Birth

    Streaming Prayers into Birth

    Streaming Prayers into Birth Sitting at the altar waiting for poems, Random thoughts; fleeting clouds, Images reflecting on the mirror of the soul, Words perched on limbs of inspired trees Take flight as snow kicks up from breeze. May they stay; their song, my meter! Ice freezes their tunes in…

  • New Audio: Listen to the Prayers of Snow

    New Audio: Listen to the Prayers of Snow

    This post includes the audio for the latest poem uploaded December 30, 2017. You can see the wording on that post. Winter is a good time to reflect. Introspection opens to spiritual growth. Sometimes when we face ourselves, we may feel depressed. Knowing yourself and letting go of all that…

  • Listen to the Prayers of Snow

    Listen to the Prayers of Snow

    In honor of winter! This is a good time for introspection and spiritual growth.

  • Our Flower

    Our Flower

    Our Flower In this light Our flower is temporal. From seed, planted in wet earth, Potential to unfold. To bud, infant life Innocent to Time’s story. To bloom, the perfect burst of Its dance of life in Sun, our Beauty in its own rays Forgotten in decay, for Time in…

  • Gaia

    Gaia

    This is the poem I plan to read at an event to honor Women’s History Month. Our Mother Earth is crying. May she heal, and may we all heal.

  • What Do You Do?

    What Do You Do?

    What Do You Do? What do you do For a homeless soul, Flailing in the dissipating self, Swallowing night air, Gasping for breath as though Seized by swarms as they Emerge in their flight To cloud-capped ridges Of thunder slapping The weary heart Locked in despair? The Eye sees; The…