Poetry on a Sunday Morning

Stepping forward
(of course with hot pink shoes)

I have been in love with my Poem It Out E course . . . haven't done much painting lately,

 just reading, writing and absorbing the beauty and the magic of words.

How wonderfully perfect to be taking this course with Liz Lamoreux during April,

 since it is National Poetry Month.

I encourage you to re-visit poetry

if you haven't been with it in awhile.

I have loved writing for so very long

the yearning to write is always

tucked way deep inside. 

So I decided just to share a small poem of mine with you this morning . . .

this beautiful Sunday morning . . . 

Writing Poetry

Thoughts from my heart

spilled on to the page,

scary and cleansing

both rolled into one.

Putting pen to the page

writing freely from my heart,

no holding back

no holding back.

I find myself at peace

with myself being here,

the words continue to come

they say to me . . .

you are safe here

you are treasured here

you are loved here.

I think I will stay here

for awhile.

Donna Lee