oceans apart
and somewhere in between
wave after wave
that sweep my feet at
different times in my life
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oceans apart and somewhere in between wave after wave that sweep my feet at different times in my life
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I'm the daily prompter for July. I'm really enjoying this! https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-how-music-saves-us/
Healing He sat at his keyboard. It’s set to Fender Rhodes. Because he likes that sound. He really didn’t know how to play. Yet he’d created the first notes to a song. His song. It echoes through his head. Like a song created over forty years ago. A song that eventually played for twenty-six minutes. A song that started with a single note. in his forties he left his old life and started again the healing begins when he lets it I'll be at the The Edmonds Bookshop on Saturday, May 26th, from 12-1, for a book signing. I haven't done one in awhile, so I'm excited. I'll be with two other authors. Here's the link:
http://www.edmondsbookshop.com/events.htm https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-earth-hour/
i doze in my chair with accompaniment of crickets and frogs the campfire slowly fades into the midnight hour Here is my latest published poem, with a picture. I hope you enjoy.
https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-fragile-and-resilient/ the airplane departed without me a decision to stay one more day or maybe forever Sometimes pivotal decisions can be ruled by fear. When fear is let go, the free mind can make a clear decision and serenity prevails. Roy Kindelberger is a children’s writer, poet, and teacher from Edmonds, WA. https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-the-world-to-come/
I've had a tanka prose published to this online magazine. Extremely well done. Great job to all of the poets and artists involved! Here's my contribution: I found a man with his hands in his face. Defeated. A former teacher, now in his late seventies. His Alzheimer’s progresses rapidly. Along with other health concerns. A list. He has trouble communicating his needs. But this is clear. As he sits on a bench. Clear, he’s emotionally exhausted. I go over and sit next to him. deaths door opens wider each day a new journey silently i put my arm around his shoulder Roy Kindelberger is an elementary teacher and memory care manager. He lives in Edmonds WA. Roy says: “As I make my journey through a memory care home, helping residents, I feel a connection. Even if it’s only for a moment. That connection of a handshake, a hug, a tear, a story, or a laugh. It most certainly puts things into perspective.” I have two haiku in Jumble Box. I’m extremely excited.
Here they are: the way-- the circle he paces at the home Page 123 falling leaves-- the day a tree branch broke beneath my feet Page 180 I'm proud to share a recently published poem: https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-building-bridges/ Here's my poem as well: Roy Kindelbergera return to an old manuscript feels like new a walk on the bridge where i took the picture years ago Roy Kindelberger of Bothell, Washington, shows a solid bridge of words reaching from past to present in this subtle strong poem. We all know the feeling of déjà vu and its power of transforming our feelings. Roy says: “It’s about mending the past. Bridges were broken.” Words of strong feeling are memorable and have power to connect and mend. Enjoy! |
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