Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
17 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in Poetry
And in the twinkling tells the story of the storybook house…
Don’s photo of solar hummingbird lights
Jeanne’s photo of solar hummingbird lights
Don’s iPhone slices the light,
coaxes the batteries blown by the wind
bursts energy with his view: electronic!
Jeanne’s iPhone contrasts the white with shadow
punches the vibrant colors way up
wings the birds-wings the flight of energy!
16 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in Beauty and the Beast, Poetry Tags: 6/16/2020, all rights, Beauty and the Beast, enhances the teeth, illustrator: David Hilman, lambskin, Quicksilver, soft breasts in front of barbed wire, the pillows, the sceptor, thr diagonal tilt
illustrator: David Hillman
the diagonal tilt
enhances the teeth
the scepter
the pillows
lambskin
soft breasts in front of barbed wire!
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quicksilver
6/16/2020
15 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in one with my car, Poetry Tags: anatomy, classic, flowing, hugging, Manuela Farez, one with my car, reflecting, rolling, round, screeching, strength, view, zen-ness
Manuela Perez
we share our anatomy with each other:
those round abdomens
those rolling wheels,
the screeching brakes,
the view of the rear,
the classic lines,
the flowing of the waves,
the strength of the chassis,
hugging the curves,
and reflecting the light,
the zen-ness of it all!
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quicksilver 6/15/20
14 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in God's Love, Poetry Tags: character, does not disappoint, endurance, given to us, God's Love, hope, poured into our hearts, Romans 5:2-7, The Holy Spirit, through the Holy Spirit, we rejoice in our sufferings
The Holy Spirit
from Romans 5:2-7
We rejoice in our sufferings
since sufferings produce endurance
endurance produces character
character produces hope,
hope does not disappoint us
since God’s Love has been poured into our hearts
through the Holy Spirit
who has been given to us!
13 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in change your mind, Poetry Tags: behind the burka, change your mind, David Budbill, fall away soon, firewood, In Syria, in the forest, more light and room to grow, more years of light water and leaf, not allowed to leave the house, older ones, older trees, over 65, pandemic, prostrate on the ground, The Woodcutter changes his Mind, they have known so long, why oppress them/, youthful
behind the burka
In Syria, anyone over 65 is not allowed to leave the house during the pandemic.
But some older people are still youthful.
Why oppress them?
Let the older ones have a few more years of light and water and leaf in the forest they have known so long.
The Woodcutter Changes His Mind
by David Budbill
When I was young, I cut the bigger, older trees for firewood, the ones
with heart rot, dead and broken branches, the crippled and deformed
ones, because, I reasoned, they were going to fall soon anyway, and
therefore, I should give the younger trees more light and room to grow.
Now I’m older and I cut the younger, strong and sturdy, solid
and beautiful trees, and I let the older ones have a few more years
of light and water and leaf in the forest they have known so long.
Soon enough they will be prostrate on the ground.
David Budbill “The Woodcutter Changes His Mind” from While We’ve Still Got Feet. Copyright © 2015 by David Budbill. Used with the permission of The Permissions Company, LLC on behalf of Copper Canyon Press, http://www.coppercanyonpress.org.
12 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in deep, Poetry Tags: deep, from the touch of the divine, I saw her as rocks in the stream, Owen wanted Emily in th woods, smoothing the surface, surrounded by her family, the cold water refeshing them, watercolor by Jeanne
“Deep Emily” watercolor by Jeanne Poland
Owen wanted me to paint Emily in the woods.
But I saw her as rocks in the stream,
surrounded by her family
allowing the cold water to refresh them and smooth the surface
until they were smooth from the touch of the divine…
10 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in Poetry, Settling, Tags: ashes settle, calming, calming night, Geneen Roth, in the moonlight, magnificent, messy, quiet stars, ride the phoenix, Settling,, shootin
Geneen Roth lives with messy and magnificent
Let the ashes settle
then ride the phoenix
the shooting, quiet stars in the moonlit calming light
09 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in Genius Tester for Jeanne, Poetry Tags: 20/20, cogency, eager power of observation, Genius Tester for Jeanne, geography, inquisitiveness, IQ, perceptiveness, run your mind on multiple levels, share, superior abilities to reason, travel
Answer the questions for a personal IQ test!.
Mine was totally gratifying!
08 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in Fussing, Poetry Tags: a great deal of humor, be creative, demanding, fighting, Fussing, grab a pandemic attitude, honest, John Stevens, outrafeous, sensual, tenderness, unaccustomed grace, ways you feel about yourself
Calligrapher: John Stevens
instead of fussing, try tenderness:
by Geneen Roth
Instead of fighting, try being creative!
Grab a pandemic attitude!
06 Jun 2020 Leave a comment
in Hearts of Stone, Poetry Tags: break stone-take love, bring pain, Hearts of Stone, no no no no, please, stop your love, take all your love, this song fortold your life, you know herts made of stone
On February 5, 1955, the most popular song was “Hearts of Stone” by the Fontane Sisters
You can hear and see it on U-Tube at:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4x_Dem0JbWM
It’s possible this song told you how your life would be…
Hearts made of stone
Will never break
For the love you have for them
They just won’t take
You can ask them please
Please please please break
And all of your love
Is there to take
Yes, hearts of stone
Will cause you pain
Although you love them
They’ll stop you just the same
You can ask them please
Please please please break
And all of your love
Is there to take
But they’ll say no no no no no no no no no no no no no
Everybody knows
I thought you knew
Hearts made of stone
Yes, hearts of stone
Will cause you pain
Although you love them
They’ll stop you just the same
You can ask them please
Please please please break
And all of your love
Is there to take
But they’ll say no no no no no no no no no no no no no
Everybody knows
I thought you knew
Hearts made of stone
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