A stranger gave me a poem
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That poem gave me solace
and it was all I needed
to know I was not alone
despite the silence, for grief
is very personal yet universal.
backstory: Sherry Marr is certainly no stranger to me. She is one of the supportive members of my poetry community; a poet whose love for the natural world makes me want to become an ecopoet, when I grow up.
When I was staggering down the street, holding my bleeding hand, Sherry pointed me to Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer’s poetry. And what I found among her writings was a podcast, Emerging Form, she hosts with her friend Christie Aschwanden.
Though this is a creative process podcast rather than for poetry, Rosemerry reads some of her moving poems from time to time. These poems have managed to capture some of the feelings I cannot put in words. If you’re presently processing grief, you’ll find solace from some of the conversations on this podcast. Do check it out!
Many thanks Sherry for the gift of poetry, the sun starts to shine and birds can’t stop singing.
Happy Easter Sunday to all who celebrate it!
Poetry has a way of cutting through to our emotions, sometimes emotions beyond words. A lovely poem, Khaya, and I’m glad you found a source of comfort. <3
Soothing words. Hugs to you Khaya 💜
Oh my goodness Khaya, I love your appreciation for sharing a gift that someone gave you, and how they personally inspire you to embrace poetry and your desire to create it on a whole new level. Thank you for sharing your gift with us today. Happy Easter to you too my friend. 🌞💖🤗
It does, Diana. I’m glad I live in a world where there’s poetry, I don’t how I’d survive otherwise. Thank you my friend for reading. Hope you are enjoying what is left of the long weekend!
Many thanks, Natalie. <3
Thank you so much, Kym. I appreciate your kind comment. Hope you had a lovely Easter weekend, too. Enjoy the spring season!
A bit of balm to help you on your way doing the dailyness of life…hugs
My pleasure as always Khaya. Yes, I had a relaxing day and I hope your weather has warmed up a bit and that this post-Easter week is especially rewarding and productive for you my friend. Stay well and take care. 🥂 Here’s to great things! 🤗🦋🌞
That is a beautiful poem, Khaya. Thank you for the introduction to Sherry Mar, too.
Sometimes the most comforting feeling is to find the language of your heart on someone else’s tongue.
A bit of balm that goes a long way. Thanks Laura. Wishing you a lovely week!
Thanks to you too, Lavinia. Much appreciated! I’m glad you found Sherry as well. She writes such beautiful poetry that I sometimes finding myself saying, “I wish I’d written this” in response to her poems.
Exactly! So well said.
That’s one of the best things I love about writing and reading and sharing, words are a healing gift that keeps on giving. I am so glad you got what you needed when you needed it. Like you said, grief is an individual thing we all share.
A lovely poem indeed, Khaya 👌👌
I remember doing a bit of random scrolling and stumbling across a poem by Neruda. It was just what my heart needed at that moment. Hurray for finding the right words at the right time.
“Words are a healing gift” This is so true, and also something I’m always grateful for. May we keep writing, reading and sharing!
Isn’t it astonishing when we find the right words at the right time! There’s something to be said about the power of poetry, especially in these trying times.