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I Will Not Die, Nor Wither On the Vine

I will not diepinkroses
Nor wither on the vine,
With out you
In my life;
For I am like a rose
That shall bloom
Forever in the light.
I will not mourn
Forever the passing,
Of your touch
Upon my soul;
For I am like a star
That shall shine
Forever in the night.
I will not wake at
At daybreak,
And wish to hear
Your gentle voice;
For I am like the sun
That shall glow
Forever with all my might.

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From My Journal: In Quiet Mourning

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In quiet mourning I wait
For love
I say to myself where can it be
For in my waiting
I search my soul
And ask of it
Why love does not seek me.

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Quote of the Day: W.B. Yeats

I often imagine there are faeries as I walk through the woods and fields or along the rivers and streams. The fae folk show themselves to those who believe…

“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”
― W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire

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Quote of the Day: Sam Keen

“Understanding that the ordinary is the miracle changes our fundamental stance and disposition. Life is no longer a problem to be solved but a mystery in which we may participate fully.” – Sam Keen: Hymns to an Unknown God

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Is A Secret Sacred?

Is A Secret Sacred

Is a secret sacred
Is it to be held
Heartily is some reverential place
Only to be revealed
To the ones of the cult
Is a secret sacred
Is it to be held
Hopeful and tentative in its space
Or should it be revealed
At the alter of great doubt
Is a secret sacred

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*Originally posted as a submission for Poetic Asides Poetry Challenge, the 2015 April PAD Challenge: Day 2 ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey.

*Photo: Maudslay State Park ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey

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International Women’s Day: Broken Down Woman Blues

It has been 22 years since I wrote the poem below about a woman who was “broken down” from all she had gone through in her life. She knew she wasn’t alone, there were plenty of other women who also had the “broken down woman blues.” Today, on International Women’s Day, I am reflecting on how far we’ve come in the past 22 years, and recognize we still have a long way to go. Looking through some old writing the other night I ran across this poem and felt it fitting to share on International Women’s Day.

We come together as sisters, the women of the Broken Down Woman Blues. We’ve come to feel that no man will ever save us, that we can only rely on ourselves. We come from abusive relationships, we carry a lot of painful weight as we struggle to find ourselves in a man’s world.

And for some of us, we come together as sisters united by the struggle for our own rights as women, our own empowerment, the idea women still don’t have equality. When we stand up and we keep getting pushed down, we sometimes break down.

Women around the world know this truth… (more…)

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