This call may be monitored This call may be dropped from a landline sinking on an iceberg floating as the planet unravels like a spool of thread and you can’t move the needle or pull the frayed edge through This call may be disconnected from an unplugged grid where nothing is normal and all the […]
We mostly read to ourselves, those from the Artemis Journal table at the Taubman Museum for Roanoke Arts Pop! But we met other poets, and for Katherine and I, it was another notch in our Grief and Relief Soulful Aging Reading Tour, which lately I’ve been calling the “Still Acting Our Age Tour.” The Arts […]
When thoughts reverberate and my mind is a bell I reach to hold the clapper to match my breath with a mantra When night takes a toll I toss and turn the other cheek where the grass is greener and the sheep have been counted I let my mind escape my brain’s confinement where thoughts […]
I imagine it as a tattoo like Tupac’s ‘Thug Life’ and Meyer’s ‘Home Life’ I’d more prefer ‘Ocean Life’ but the water’s too cold today and it wouldn’t make as good a tattoo So I swim in the gentle blue and let the ocean call like the pull of wild love I’ll eventually answer to […]
You wouldn’t tell that you thought you were a mother when you were three-years-old that you lived in the Germantown projects and had a baby carriage for your baby doll And you wrote 100 poems before you wrote this one like a veteran who talks about everything but the war You were the mother in […]
What a great and warm audience Katherine and I had for our first Soulful Aging Tour reading at the Jessie Peterman Library yesterday. I even had a family member surprise me! Below is a sampling of video clips of the event taken by my sweet husband Joe. Look for a story in The Floyd Press […]
First, I had to get out of school I had to find my soul in Motown and hear Leonard Cohen sing Suzanne on the radio I had to smoke my first joint Remember Macbeth and Romeo and Juliet Hear a poetry reading at a coffeehouse in Boston and think ‘I could never do that’ I […]
Making a poem Is like looking for an opening then picking at a splinter you don’t know how you got It’s like telling a secret without naming names like saving a life you know is worth living ______Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
I found poetry on the radio and moons that dangled like carrots on sticks I found God in a picture frame at the top of the stairs and a book of fairytales in a house that is gone I found rusted metal butterfly wings that I keep with a picture of my older sister I […]
It takes effort to adjust my pace to follow the beat and not lose my place I’m not a leader and I’m not a follower I’m not a leader or a follower I’m a single wallflower that learned to bloom that moves to the rhythm of the seasons and retreats in solitude I close my […]
Astonished moon looks down with surprise as if just discovering its fear of heights ___________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
-For Katherine We dig and hit pay dirt A vein that shines when polished that runs through the gray of granite A soul’s inheritance of awakened presence ___________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
