prevents personal growth ...
Defensiveness in me ...
obstructs intimacy...
... I want to be
a place where beauty is ...
I want to be a
place where there is room
for someone else to flourish.
I want to be a conduit to nourish.
(c)jan leree 2012
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Defensiveness in me ...
prevents personal growth ... Defensiveness in me ... obstructs intimacy... ... I want to be a place where beauty is ... I want to be a place where there is room for someone else to flourish. I want to be a conduit to nourish. (c)jan leree 2012
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for heart transplantations... Some, many people's lives, are so difficult, ... they can hardly breathe ... due to emotional trauma that far exceeds their physicial pain ... ... Walk into tomorrow with grace. Think of handing out gifts of fabric and lace ... rather than stones and malice. (c) jan leree 2012 Often, what appears jagged …
What we are afraid of … Becomes nothing, with time … As mold on crust … As a strong rain washes pools of metal, ... Into rust … And falls away, Cast to the dust. Invest in what frees your soul … What carves solace into your heart’s bowl… Who gives Love, ever and lasting hold. © jan leree 2012 The mountains call …
They call on us all … To reach for the heights … To pray and live … With all our might … To strive at length and best … To weigh in, stretching for the crest … To know and be known, In the Birthplace of rest …. © jan leree 2012 Photo taken 5/29/12 From Mount Scott Oregon, looking East of Mount St. Helens Washington Edging into flow ...
There is something, Edging to express … But my words, ... They flounder and are amiss… I desire to be flow … To stretch and cast my arms, As if to form a bridge … There is so much life to live ... I have so much love to give ... I have so much light to shed... There is no more time to dump ice on someone's head... May I let criticism be uttered ... only from someone else's lips. ©jan leree 2012 I think everyone crosses our path, for a reason ...
for their impact on our lives. There is a pathway, In the synapses of my mind … There is a step in the viscera ... Of my life. There is a place on the surround of my porch That only you, Have brought an enlightening torch. © jan leree 2012 |
AuthorMy name is Jan Leree. I am a nurse, legal nurse consultant, poet and mother . I am writing here from my own life experiences, in loss, in grief, in humor and in joy. I hope that you will find encouragement to face your life's circumstances by visiting my pages here. My heart and prayers are in a place to offer encourage-ment to you. The rights to the poetry and photographs are copyrighted to me. If you wish to purchase cards, post cards, calendars, or framed art of my work, you may do so. Email me at: [email protected] Archives
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