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Poetry Friday Round-up: Join Linda at Write Time to read more PF posts.

Poetry Friday Round-up: Join Linda at Write Time to read more PF posts.


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I met Wendi Romero at a poetry workshop last fall with Naomi Shihab Nye. Since then we have been Facebook friends. I have been enjoying the poetry she posts and decided to share her work with you today. Her collection of poems is called Out of the Kiln: Vessels of Hope. Her poems speak of transformation from the emptiness of loss to the light of hope. Wendi writes, “Sometimes, it’s moments of profound beauty and other times, the excruciating pain of deep loss, that brings us to a threshold.” Wendi pairs her poems with images that inspire and help us to see the beauty of our world. Out of the Kiln is available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Xlibris, and Author House.

Photo by Wendi Romero, all rights reserved.

Photo by Wendi Romero, all rights reserved.

Bells

The stone has turned
and the trees have
come alive again.
The long arms of oak
in the acorn laid
asleep in the cold.
Now they branch
and reach for a taste
of endless sky.
The fall of dormant brown
has given way to
resurrection of green.
The buds hang like bells,
ringing in the rejoicing
of abundance,
beauty, and grace.
From the shadows
of the cave,
look into the light—
see what it brings.
Embrace the metanoia …
wholeness,
once more turning
and coming full,
circling toward
a new life of spring.

© Wendi Romero
from Out of the Kiln: Vessels of Hope, Poetry of Transformation

Photo by Wendi Romero, all rights reserved.

Photo by Wendi Romero, all rights reserved.

Don’t Look Back

What once was
will always be.
New temples are built
over remains of old ones.
What lived in yesteryears
are now the long-term
memories we may
or may not hold dear.
New stories will
be told as our lives
are written over.
Go down and see
how the ashes settle
into place.
Take the flame
and light the way.
Now is enveloped
only by today.
About tomorrow
we don’t yet know.
Just stay in this moment,
stay with this day.

© Wendi Romero
from Pilgrimage to Self: Leaving, Walking, Returning

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Poetry Friday Round-up is with Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference

Poetry Friday Round-up is with Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference

Poetry can take you to unexpected places. This was my experience with writing a Pantoum. The form seems simple, yet it complicates things. The form is made up of 4-line stanzas. The second and fourth lines of the first quatrain become the first and third lines of the second, and this pattern continues. Often the last line repeats the first; although, mine did not. Poetry forms can both confine the writer and free her. In my experience, the rhymes confined me, yet the message I thought I was making changed with the writing.

OneThousand

A writing group friend gave me a book this week, One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp. It drew me in immediately. Her writing style is fresh. She writes with intelligence and honesty. I took a line from her second chapter, “How I wrestle with last night’s dream,” and then looked at notes from my meditation journal. I thought I would write about God as a loving center. The poem, however, seems more about my love, my husband, and his ever present trust in my life. You never know where a poem may lead. Sometimes we just have to follow.

How I wrestle with last night’s dream.
The words have all been said before,
nothing new, what can they mean,
written on the stone of this cold floor?

The words have all been said before.
I reach for your open hand so near
writing my love on the stone cold floor
words to erase my fear.

I reach for your open hand so near
like a child reaches for her mother.
Words will erase my fear
with trust in honesty and one another.

Like a child reaching for her mother,
I recognize that look on your face
with trust in honesty and one another,
open to your willing embrace.

–Margaret Simon, all rights reserved.

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