The Thing About Poets…

the thing about poets…

we see all colors
we see none

we create lines
we push minds’ boundaries

we see tomorrow
only the truth of today


~ Emily C.



I was overcome today by the feeling of community in the Instagram poetry world (and WordPress, too), when I paused to appreciate that we support one another regardless of race, ethnicity or gender. Yes, there are some trouble makers and trolls, like everywhere, but on the whole, as poets we see the beauty in everyone’s heart. And some hearts are dark and troubled, some are open and light, but we hold each other with love, regardless.






One Thousand ~ Thank You!

a heart a thousand smiles deep
ricochets its passion in a thousand pings
wall to wall written by hands
leaving ruby messages from a thousand lands

a thousand embraces from faces
reaching through wireless abyss
tender stroke of phantom fingers
assure a restless mind that wanders

a calling called forth in a thousand tomes
fertilized by your generous love
cradled in a thousand arms
this home, my heart will gladly roam

~ Emily C.



This is a small tribute to you, my readers. I have been in a writing lull given the distractions in my life that have demanded my focus, but I want to recognize you all today as I have surpassed the 1000 follower mark.  Deepest gratitude for your tremendous support and loyalty!

I am giving my brain the rest it needs while I work on the body and my continued recovery. I’m taking it one gradual day at a time, but I am definitely improved from where I have been over the last several months. I’m no longer clinging to walls when I walk through the house, but I still have a ways to go before I get myself to where I need to be. I’m seeing my vestibular therapist regularly and doing the assigned balance exercises. And as brutally basic and slow as they are (getting in and out of a chair, walking laps in a hallway, slow tai chi movements, walking…), they are what my brain needs to begin the rewiring so that some day….some day…maybe I’ll be able to run again, ride a bike, and swim again.

Do me a favor…use your body. You never know if a day may come when you suddenly can’t. My life changed 7 years ago after a bad cold and a virus in my inner ear. I haven’t been 100% since. But, dammit, if I haven’t lived the hell out of life the best I could anyway. Now, I just have to lay the foundation so I can live the way I am happiest. Never take a moment for granted. Never. And never judge anyone with a chronic health challenge you can’t see or understand. Someday it may be you. Be that person you’d want to be there for you.

Thanks, again, friends. I’m honored by your presence here. I never expected it. I certainly never expected to write over a thousand poems in a year.

I don’t want to lose momentum, I just needed to come up for air.

On that note.  Would you be interested in a book from me?

When Puppets Turn

Whispers in the dark
(are my eyes closed
or not?)

sinister apparitions
play shadow games
on the walls of my mind

strike a pose, mock a dream
show me what I’m wanting

temptations delivered dancing
my deep-seeded seeking
they cackle at my weeping

when puppets turn
their snarls affirm
this conscious life

is the truth
is the nightmare
is the only dream

one in the same
and it is here

I stay

~ Emily C.



In response to a tag on Instagram by a friend for “dreams and nightmares.”

Summer ~ The Strix

Ah, summer. Lovely, summer. Here’s the next collab from the Strix. Mine…well, leave it to me to find something dark in summer. 🙂 Hope you enjoy all the artists who contributed! Give their pages a visit if you get the chance. If you want to contribute on a topic sometime, let us know. Always happy to see new faces.

~ Em


This time the topic was chosen by John and I thought ‘Summer? Spring hasn’t even really started yet’. Then I realized, Summer did start in parts of the world already, as it also did where John lives. The Summer season may remind you of blue skies, with the sun shining bright, bringing warmth into your life again. However, if you’re in pain (mentally, physically, emotionally, financially) the sun might not make you feel better.

This month we’ve got requests from two great artists to create for a collaboration. We love to have others joining us and are sure, you will appreciate the entries of both S Francis and Janki, as much as we do.

We hope this collaboration gives you food for thought and also helps you to remind: there are more people in the world who might go through the ‘Summer blues’. However, don’t forget either, as cliché as it may be:

“Every Cloud has a Silver Lining.”

John Milton

~ Patty W.

~ from MimosaPudica





You told me you loved me
in the ocean that day.
In the heat of our summer
our love was to stay.

Fell into your open arms
like a sail on a windless day;
you caught me, mermaid fish
fooled by staged flashy play.

Your eyes spoke contorted desire
to keep a gentle sea treasure;
a trophy proudly conquered
for your own distorted pleasure.

On your enchanting lure
sewn with words, colored;
hung with saccharin promises,
false display you glittered.

Dangling from invisible line
— you yanked,
snagged…I sputter.
— you cranked,

Hooked…I reel — in your truth.
Blinded by sun in my eyes,
its warmth mocked the cold
inside your heart’s ice.

You told me you loved me
in the ocean that day,
the end of our summer,
the start of my decay.

~ Emily C.

~ from PoetGirlEm 


Three Haiku’s


Friendship is summer,

Where chats are its cute beaches,

And trust it’s sunscreen.


Let me be summer,

And summer be what I am,

‘coz summer is best.


Grandpa and Grandma

In summer vacation teach,

Just what life taught them.

~ Janki R.

~ from LettersToLife 


Strange Weather Patterns

Scientists give them names

Ominous Names

Foreign Names

that mean little

to plain speaking folk:

it’s still hot in the summer

and cold in the winter

even in New Orleans.

Who do we blame? A stranger initiates

an unexpected debate in the bagel shop.

He crosses space dug by digital divides

to challenge the certainty of our solution.

Time won’t cool the tempers just

increase the gap into indifference.

Perhaps we blame ourselves?

We fail to recognize humanity

across the distances that divide

within the differences that hide

the common rhythm of our pulse.

If two remained would we still seethe

or would we reveal a love hidden by

failed assumptions in this experiment?

I just turn down the noise

until I can hear the cricket rub

his legs together in my mud room.

I wonder if the Earth has

decided it is time for a change

never really considering

either side of the argument.

~ S. Francis

~ from SailorPoet 



~ Sarah from ArtExpedition


Expression Crossing Continents



Topic by AlpeJohn 

Featured Image by AlpeJohn

Logo by AlpeJohn 


Nurture ~ The Strix


Art by: ApleJohn at JuanderingArtist  (I LOVE this art he created for this post!)

I chose the topic “nurture” for this next collaboration from the Strix. This time, I kept my interpretation short and sweet with a haiku. My fellow contributors again bring their lovely words. Do check them out when you have the time. 🙂



Unfortunately, Zigyasa and Kashaf weren’t able to join this time at our collaboration for Nurture, a wonderful topic chosen by Emily. Grateful and happy Manuel was able to step in at the last minute and also excited and honored Jonathan accepted our invitation to create a piece of art for The Strix.

We hope you will enjoy these pieces of art, as much as we feel during the creation process.

~ Patty


Nurture ~ Haiku

your tender hands touch

love breaks walls, defense crumbles

my heart’s scars soften

~ Emily C.

~ from PoetGirlEm



How bleak and empty looks the future

Without your tender, loving nurture

That you pour out upon me so freely

Like mother with bade in her fine arms

Keeping it soundly safe from all harms

Such that I cannot fail to be thankful

And in your loving presence gleeful

For the compassion you give liberally

And in your nurture my nature is full

To be what I was always meant to be

Yes . . .

How bleak and empty looks the future

Without your tender, loving nurture

~ Jonathan N.

~ from NobleThemes



To feed and protect,
No neglect.
Beyond nurturing one’s offspring,
Completely unstring.

Encourage and support,
Visions distort?
During and after our development,
No evidence of detriment.

Bring up, train and even educate;
Taught to be immune to hate.
Above and below nourishment,
Positivity, flourishing.

Breeding, upbringing;
Are your ears ringing?
Not yet?!!!
Let us try again; Play the cassette!!!

~ M. O.

~ from EmotionsOfLife


Nurture ~ Mirrored Elfje

The earth
Flora and Fauna
All beautiful species within
All negativity with love
Filter and absorb
The rain

~ Patty W.

~ from Mimosa Pudica


Expression Crossing Continents



Topic by Emily
Featured Image by AlpeJohn
Logo by AlpeJohn 

Let It Be


I know I’m not the only one actively going through shit this year, emotionally and physically. So, I thought I’d sing this song tonight and dedicate it to the people I know who are going through challenging times, you are not alone.

Thank you for your support as I continue my long slow crawl back…

Love and light, always,



P.S. This one is good for putting earphones in and really feeling the harmonium. I set the lowest drone note for this song, the first time I’ve gone that low, and it just hits the soul…