Friday, November 27, 2015

I Wish I'd Written This

I Trust My Truth
By Tanya Levy

I trust my truth

Even if my truth goes against the group

I trust it

Even if my truth allows a chance to grow into the unknown

I trust it

Even if I am off center and need to ground again

I trust it

Even if I keep it to myself

I trust it

Even if I shout it from the mountaintop or write it upon a page

I trust it
When I honour my intuition it allows my truth air to breathe

When I honour my intuition I find my own center

When I honour my intuition I can be totally myself

Vulnerable and open in each moment
I release what is not my own

I allow myself to remember

I am born of stars and moonbeams

Soil touches my feet and leaves sprout in abundance

Balls of blessed energy and helpers of all dimensions surround me
I remember to trust my truth

As it flows in abundance in all directions and is trusted by all elements

I let my truth out to breathe and leap to the heavens

So healing can get through on earth
I remember to remember

All the things Sacred 

All the things known and unknown

All the things written upon skin, sinew, heart tissue

Tongue and teeth

All the things written bone on bone

All the things felt in our tissue

All the music that sings upon the wind

And settles upon the water

All the words of the animals and songs of the birds

All the messages coming to me from all energetic beings

All that is, was and will be
My truth is universal, sacred, and personal

Known and unknown

Mysterious and hidden in plain sight

Held within one raindrop and written in each

Tree trunk

In each blade of grass

Each leaf that falls

I trust my truth for it speaks

Most loudly in the silence

And most deeply in the heart

© Tanya Levy 
September 24, 2015

When I selected this poem, the terrorist attacks in Paris had not yet happened. In the light of them, and their aftermath, it seems now more important than ever to follow our own truth, not a received truth imposed by others (not indoctrination, not brainwashing, not public opinion, etc.). 

Tanya Levy is a counsellor, a writer and a photographer. She says she enjoys taking pictures of heart-shaped clouds, nature and light; and that, from the age of two, she had a journal and pen in her hand – which has not changed. Known for humour, sensitivity and passion, she also has a love of signs and synchronicity. 

You can find her taking random sky photos in shopping marts and writing poetry on coffee shop napkins, or at her facebook page. Also she has recently opened an etsy shop.

I know her online, through a facebook poetry group. She writes in various styles and forms, including micropoetry. 

Some of her longer poems, like this one, are also meditations. I appreciate this one in both ways, and enjoy the powerful use of repetition. She also creates pieces which are intended specifically as meditations. This photo of her, with a radiant smile and the light above her, seems very appropriate! 

You can hear her speaking some of her work on Soundcloudor on YouTube. 

I enjoy her light-filled photos too –

Poems and photos used in ‘I Wish I’d Written This’ remain the property of the copyright holders (usually their authors).

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Survival

“All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. 
All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, 
to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up.” 
― James Baldwin

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“. . . and when we speak we are afraid
our words will not be heard
nor welcomed
but when we are silent
we are still afraid
So it is better to speak
we were never meant to survive” 
― Audre Lorde
The Black Unicorn: Poems

Midweek Motif ~ Survival

Breaking the cycle of violence 
against women and girls.  Stopping violence altogether.

Today, I am thinking of the ones who 
don't survive.  Of the ones who do.
 Of surviving  huge violence and 
violence others might perceive 
as small.   I want to write,  but how 
to take one event and emotion
 from among so many that 
stuff up our mouths?  

Your challenge: Speak about survival so that others may listen.  Write a new poem because that is what we do. 

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Please share your new poem using Mr. Linky below and visit others 

in the spirit of the community.

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(Next week, Susan's Midweek Motif will be Energy, as in Vitality)

Monday, November 23, 2015

Life of a Poet ~ Laura Bloomsbury

Today, my friends, we are flying across the Pond to visit Laura Bloomsbury, in London, England. Laura writes at Tell Tale Therapy, and you likely have read some of her poems in recent weeks. I wanted to stop by and let her know how happy we are she found Poets United. I am pretty sure we will be arriving right at tea-time, so let's all share a pot of Earl Grey tea, while we chat. There is bound to be a crackling fire against the November chill, which will be most welcome. If there isn't, we will invent one, because we can do that, here.