By Leon Stevens | Featured Contributor
Stop. Feel that?
The warmth of the sun
The breeze on your face
Rain. It has its own unique smell
Feels like tiny punches when it lands
Wherever you are
There is beauty and wonder about
Even if seemingly insignificant
A smell, a color, a sight, a feel
There is always something to appreciate
Like cool grass under bare feet
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By Robert Rittel | Featured Contributor
The spiritual quest to explore,
the theory of mind and its score.
Parallels of circumstance,
testing the intellect to advance.
Narratives on individual psychology,
complexity of thought throughout history.
Considerations beyond the bound of tale,
the struggle to survive as soul cannot fail.
Emotional depth of sea that inspire,
trusting matters of the experiences dire.
Epic psychology and its dilemma,
Cyclopes and Hydras forever.
The story of love that waits,
mutual recognition and opening,
the golden gates.
By Cliff Eshom | Featured Contributor
So proud and complete the magnificent tree,
with dauntless resolve to remain truly free.
Directed, strengthened, creations sure dye,
reaching and spreading to mature in the sky.
Like thoughtful mankind, you search for pure light,
bound to the earth, your leaves take to flight.
Majestic, serene… though ever unseeing,
over all man and beast, yet having no being.
Dear Friends—can you believe it’s already July?! This week, I again open up PhoebeMD.com for another Meet & Greet event. I originally started this on PhoebeMD: Medicine + Poetry as a dedicated time for bloggers to come together to share their work, make new connections, and expand their blog audiences. In short: a chance to promote yourself and your blogs. This is your time to shine!
The guidelines, like always, are simple…
By Markie Doczi | Featured Contributor
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost has always resonated with me. As a writer, I can appreciate a good simile, and I always want to live my life like he describes in this poem. I think this logic applies to daily life, both the big and the little things. For example, I have always believed in daring to be different, and I take it as a compliment when people call me weird. The only time I go with the flow is when I’m floating down a lazy river!
This is not to say that I live some eccentric lifestyle: I’m married, we have a mortgage, and I’m scratching my head about how to keep the critters out of my garden. And as much as I would love to travel overseas one day, you don’t have to backpack across Europe to take the road less traveled!
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