Tag: grief
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Erosion
This poem is included in an article I wrote for Phoebe, MD: Medicine + Poetry (https://phoebemd.com/2020/03/16/alzheimers-grieving-the-loss-of-my-mother/). The article is based on my poetry podcast Grief: Fire and Ice (https://meelosmom.podbean.com/e/grief-fire-and-ice/). Erosion A garden once planted in spring, bearing life in shade and sun, is now tangled with weeds and blight. A…
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Grief: Healing Through Poetry — Phoebe, MD: Medicine + Poetry
By Barbara Leonhard [This is the third segment of a 3-part series on Grief and Loss. To read the previous post, click here.] I processed grief over Mom’s struggle with Alzheimer’s through poetry writing. The fact that caregivers—such as myself and many other poets—can relieve grief through poetry supports my…
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Alzheimer’s: Grieving the Loss of My Mother
Phoebemd.com has published the second part of my article on my mother’s struggle with Alzheimer’s. You can access Part 1 via the link provided before the article starts. These installments are based on my poetry podcast on this topic. https://meelosmom.podbean.com/e/grief-fire-and-ice/ Please like, share, and follow. Others with loved ones who…
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Fire & Ice: The Faces of Grief
My poetry podcast on Grief: Fire and Ice, which shares my journey with Mom through Alzheimer’s will be published in segments on phoebemd.com. Here is the first installment. Check out her site. It is a source of poetry and articles on healing. We all need to bolster our immune systems,…
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A Fine Coat
Grief is a tailor. Each garment made to suit, buttons attached each year, hems altered, seams made strong by threads of time, pockets lined with truth. Grief takes threads of every color in and out. Rage-red borders blend flecks of gold. It makes a fine coat so soft to…
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The Death of a Farm
I submitted this poem to the July 2019 Ekphrastic Challenge, but it wasn’t chosen. I don’t have permission to use the image here, but you can check out Ekphrastic Challenge on Rattle.com for the exact scene. For this post, I chose some free images on pixabay to illustrate the poem.…
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This, a River
This, a River This, a river, I am not lines but curves Winding around sand bars Creating islands Revealed in low tide My current pulses life Tadpoles, carp, algae I smile in light Shimmering reflections I draw in birds to feed I am poetry for travelers On barges I hold…


