Mid December (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Sun setting so early, meteor showers in the moonless night, cars with trees tied on their tops…
Poetry
Polly Answers Your Questions #8 (Christmas prep version)
Here are some advent poems and If you feed anything on this list to your dear ones, they will thank you
Thanks (Poem by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer)
Every sincere expression of thanks is a choice to meet what is good in the world and to honor it with our attention.
Small Kindnesses (Poem by Danusha Lameris)
I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk down a crowded aisle…
Prayer (Poem by Max Ehrmann)
Let me do my work each day; and if the darkened hours of despair overcome me, may I not forget…
Blessing for Peace (poem by John O’Donohue)
And no hurt or harm be done anywhere along the holy mountain.
Some Questions (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Some Questions What is your heart invested in? Do you do what you do or does the higher power within you do it? How much do you marvel at the tiny, minor nuances in life? What makes you want to sing? Do you give of your rich overflow? Can you leave behind every false way? … Read more
A Rollercoaster of Abundance and Joy (New Poem by Polly Castor)
This summer has gone so fast filled to the brim with so much good.
How to Avoid Mixing Your Metaphors (Poem by Brian Bilston)
It’s as easy as falling off a piece of cake.
Riparian Soul (poem by Rosemerry Wathola Trommer)
Some people are rivers— always moving, always in flow.
Ode to Popcorn (Poem by Peter Harris)
Ode to Popcorn I pour the shape-shifters out of the old mason jar into the pan. The color of honey, sleek in their pile of streamlined sibs, not one of them cares if they’re on top, no rivalries, no grasping, nothing falsified from skin to core, no hint about what’s pent inside their quarter inch … Read more
Let America Be America Again (Poem by Langston Hughes)
Celebrating our Differences (pastel) by Polly Castor Let America Be America Again Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free. (America never was America to me.) Let America be the dream the dreamers … Read more