Thank you, Gabriela, for publishing a poem from my new poetry book! I appreciate all that you do! You can access the publication in the link below. Congratulations to Barbara on the publication of her fantastic book Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir. The book was published recently and I … Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir by... Continue Reading →
A Blessing for You — PhoebeMD: Medicine + Poetry
By Barbara Leonhard | Featured Contributor Dear Friends, most of us would agree that this past year has been extremely challenging if not tragic. Many of you have documented your pain and grief in poetry, fiction, and essays. St. Patrick’s Day is today and Easter is coming up, so it’s a good time for us to transmute…A Blessing... Continue Reading →
A Blessing
Dear Friends, most of us would agree that this past year has been extremely challenging if not tragic. Many of you have documented your pain and grief in poetry, fiction, and essays. St. Patrick's Day is on Wednesday and Easter is coming up, so it's a good time for us to transmute our sorrow and... Continue Reading →
So Long, My Friend
So long, my friend, How short was your stay. I was too caught up In my mindless days To sit with you When your blooms were lush and Singing in the sun and air. You were glorious Even when the snow surprised us all. Still, you held your back up, And your crown never fell.... Continue Reading →
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 does not align is not... Continue Reading →
Listen to the Prayers of Snow
In honor of winter! This is a good time for introspection and spiritual growth.
New Audio: Spared
I'm still adding audio to older posts and republishing the poems so that you won't have to look for them.
Daffodils
Seasons in transition...
Spared
Even storms are gifts.
My Chair: My Stillness
My commentary follows the poems.