By Saumya Rawat | Featured Contributor
Even when I needed saving,
I needed to first convince them
that I needed saving
or worse…was worth saving.
That test enough delayed the process.
The last few breaths were wasted proving worth,
Where one could have been held and let continued breathing,
One was still questioned on if it’s real,
Continue reading “Eye to I [a poem]”
By Michele Lee Sefton, M.Ed. | Featured Contributor
“Oh, God,” I pleaded, “Please let me dance with my daughter again.”
That desperate plea flooded my brain during a moment that shattered a picturesque and perfect morning, several years ago, just two days before Christmas. My husband and I had just returned home from a long bicycle ride, when I remembered that our daughter’s preschool teacher had asked for a playpen donation to house a litter of pups. Caught up in the spirit of giving, it seemed like the perfect time to climb into our attic and retrieve our daughter’s playpen. I climbed the pull-down ladder and stepped into the dark and dusty space. My husband was at the bottom of the ladder, waiting for me to lower the playpen down to him. My simple act of generosity did not go according to plan. As I was attempting to lower the playpen, I slipped and in an instant I crashed through drywall, which sent me plummeting to the garage floor below.
Continue reading “Please Let Me Dance Again: Michele’s Story”
By Pallavi Sahu | Featured Contributor
Time to pause
Time to reflect
Time to reset has arrived
Time to care
Care for yourself
Care for others has arrived
Continue reading “Time Has Come [a poem]”
Happy April! This week, I again open up PhoebeMD.com for another Meet & Greet event. Remember, this is your moment to shine! I originally started this on PhoebeMD as a dedicated time for bloggers to come together to share their work, make new connections, and expand their blog audiences.
The guidelines, like always, are simple…
Continue reading “Promote Your Blog [closed]”
By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
Don’t be so exhausted
by the project
of being you.
We are not designed
to be so tired.
You already know this to be true.
Witness the ease
of a blooming flower.
It just does beautifully
what it is meant to do.
Continue reading “Work of Heart [a poem]”
By Candice Leigh | Featured Contributor
Come in from the outside
follow the sound of my voice
let my words caress you
let my voice be your guide
you are safe here
Quietly in the corner the piano starts to play
with each stroke your shoulders ease
the weight of the world is no more
fall into me and I will catch you
you are safe here
Continue reading “Lullaby [a poem]”