by redclay | Jun 26, 2020 | Poetry
Our might Heard team had a virtual happy hour last week, and our poet Wendi led us through a group poem. What fun it was, and what a great way to connect. And of course, we all think it’s brilliant!
HAPPY HOUR
By Jane, Solveig, Alexa, Danielle, Nina, Sharmila and Wendi
Looks like a brown polar bear.
I want to binge watch
Sex and the City.
My golden retriever says
“enjoy your coffee.”
The dead-glass clock,
a sweet souvenir.
Through books I transport
to unknown places.
This laptop is full
of my great ideas.
The lamp lights the way.
by redclay | Jun 1, 2020 | Poetry
Divine Light
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House, May 28, 2020
I stare at her reflection.
Caught in the spark of spirit twinkling in her eyes.
The skin sags, the smile twists, but the eyes… The eyes shine with the soul within.
Windows to an innocent heart.
My very own piece of divine light.
by redclay | Jun 1, 2020 | Poetry
Dreams
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House, May 28, 2020
Dreams, fantasies dancing in the dark.
Puzzles piecing together in my consciousness.
Bitter memories flowing into sweet lessons.
Building blocks for a sounder morning.
Dark past translating into tomorrow’s take to be told.
by redclay | May 28, 2020 | Poetry
full circle
Chazcie Heflin, Friends of Guest House, May 28, 2020
i have fear
can i be normal
i have fear
can i change my way of life
i have fear
can i change my thinking
i have fear
can i stand TALL
i have fear
can i be a good mom
i have fear
of the unknown
i have fear
can they be better than me
i have fear all the time
but as i wake
the sun comes in
my heart slows
as the fears slip away
my heart fills with hope
i become stronger everyday
-Chazcie Heflin
by redclay | May 22, 2020 | Poetry
NOW
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House, May 22, 2020
Now I am quiet
sitting still as the
sands fall.
Now I am waiting
for a new day to
come bright with
a new future.
-Aimee Treacle
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