Now I lay me down to sleep to dream 10,000 things to spin in orbit along with the planets to rest in the Tao of the milky way Now I let my mind escape the confinement of the brain’s limited space to follow my mother’s echo to break the barrier of linear time Now I […]
Day 1 Friday evening at Floyd’s Little River Poetry Festival: After dinner in the field Brian hit the gong to call the poets to the big tent stage. I told him I hoped this wasn’t going to be a Gong Show. Later when I was doing my workshop I asked for a show of hands […]
I’ll be doing a workshop at the Little River Poetry Festival Friday June 2 at 6:30. I’ll be using my poem “Eulogy in Self-Portrait,” which my husband calls my Opus, as a loose template for this 3rd person exercise. My poem is the conclusion of a body of work that has taken me eight years […]
The mind in meditation is like a treasure detector When the mind drops down the gold coin is found and the body reaps the benefit of its valuable stillness The soul accrues the interest of currency well spent ____________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
An eyelash of new moon warmed to a shine when the moon broke its gaze and the night went blind ___________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
I. They would sell you a bridge from a copy machine altar where God is an avatar and the world is flat They would bargain with the devil Sell you a wind-up nightingale A parlor trick gimmick of soulless semantics Until you no longer knew the difference between Muzak and Mozart between sentient creation and […]
There are only a few I reveal myself to I let carry me to places of honesty I break down or float without destination and trust the winding route to a shared soft landing ___________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
Reveries of Aging: Aka Losing Our Minds is the fourth installment of the Soulful Aging Tour, the call-and-response poetry readings that Katherine Chantal and Colleen Redman have been doing since the winter of 2022 at various regional venues, including at Radford University, Little River Poetry Festival, Yoga Jam, Jessie Peterman Library, the Soup Shop and […]
Now that I’ve already seen Monet’s Garden My only bucket list wish is for a heated pool Now that I understand poetry better than I used to I realize the benefits of having attention deficit for the things I don’t want to do Now that I know I’m never going to join the Peace Corps […]
Will I click my heels three times when I go? Will the glass slipper fit perfectly before I slip away? I can’t get away from death It follows me like a job that I don’t want to be late for when I have rent to pay Is death the new neighbor whose door I knocked […]
My wardrobe will be complete when I reach the end of life with the right style for any season for wherever I’ll be going It’s taken years of collecting to be dressed for any occasion to be ready on short notice in all the colors that I love It’s taken years of trial and error […]
Life is a number’s game A countdown to morning where I re-member myself and start over each day I have dark thoughts I told a woman in a dream She said don’t say dark The dark is fertile Life force is fuel and time is invisible A broken mirror of chaos and order She said […]
