Tag Archives: Transformation

THE GIFT OF BREATH

Posted on August 25, 2024 by elainedanforth

When breathdoes not feel like a given. Recallit was not everso much a given,as a gift. The electric spurto the primordial soupthat began it all,even beforebreath as we know it. . . Not a given. It was a gift. Perhaps … Continue reading →

Posted in Life, Poetry | Tagged Blessings, Gifts, Heart, Mind Body, Transformation, World | Leave a comment

SENTIENT, IMPATIENT

Posted on April 9, 2024 by elainedanforth

Sentient. . . Impatient. . . Bursting at the seams. . . And shedding this dried out, ancient skin. If this creature shall survive,she shall be so differentthat,though she be to youlike that back of your own hand, you’ll know … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads | Tagged Evolution, Transformation | Leave a comment

THE OTHER SIDE OF FALL AND WINTER

Posted on September 28, 2023 by elainedanforth

When late September sun shinesa strange clear bright,yet, but obliquely. . . and the sum of humanwatching and activityfor agesseems to tell, that, as the fall creeps deeper still,the once summer-high bright orbwill drop down far more yet, almost as … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Summer, Winter | Tagged Inner Life, September, Transformation | Leave a comment

LIFE– LIFTING UP THE ANIMATE

Posted on October 25, 2017 by elainedanforth

Life: lifting the inanimate into the realm of growing, being, doing– the brightest of all elements, and when rain clouds dim and darken the time and space where hearing ear perks up to hearken, and pleading heart beats, wrings its … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry | Tagged Adversity, Animate, Brilliance, Darkness, Life, Lifting, Light, Power, Transformation | Leave a comment

DO NOT DESPAIR

Posted on October 24, 2017 by elainedanforth

Do not despair. For a dark and dire outlook, when twisted, tweaked, or briskly shook, can with a clever hand be shaped, if outlook has a muddy face. . . Or if a rigid, rocky, sharp-edged view, hope from despair … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads | Tagged Art, Change, Despair, Hope, Outlook, Patience, Sculpture, Seeing, Shape, Transformation, View, Work | Leave a comment

PAIN: THE BUMMER AND THE UP-AND-COMER

Posted on June 19, 2017 by elainedanforth

Pain. It’s hard to name it anything except a bummer. But, you wish you will be worth your self and name. . . Therefore, you let the fact of how it hurts become your friend to teach you better means … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Bummer, Cycles, Design, Fire, Flowers, Friend, Fruit, Life, Love, Pain, Seasons, Summer, Teacher, Transformation, Unwinding, Winter, Year | 1 Comment

DARE, BE BRAVE, AND SHOW YOUR FACE

Posted on March 26, 2017 by elainedanforth

Dare be brave and show your face– you may be scared– but who knows what or whom you’ll save, simply in your keeping faith and showing up, in the open where your gifts and needs proceed yet in their growing … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Awareness, Brave, Dare, Fear, Feelings, Gifts, Grace, Growing up, Needs, Open, Save, Show up, Transformation | Leave a comment

MERRY. TO MOVE ON OR TO TARRY?

Posted on December 25, 2016 by elainedanforth

Merry– a reason good to tarry. . . feel the presence and the love of blood, and of people whom and into whom you or they have married. But is the road to love them, nudge them not to stay … Continue reading →

Posted in Holidays, Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Christmas, Fear, Feeling, Love, Merry, Reaching out, Relationships, Risk, Transformation | Leave a comment

TWO BOLD STROKES

Posted on August 1, 2016 by elainedanforth

Two bold strokes of an old quill pen, and on she signs, as she tosses the life that she learned by rote, to write a life that can let her smile again.

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads | Tagged Joy, Life, Rote, Satisfaction, Sign on, Smile, Story, Transformation, Write | Leave a comment

THE FACE OF MY MOTHER, THE FACE OF MY FATHER

Posted on June 7, 2016 by elainedanforth

The face of my mother. . . the face of my father. . . the face of my brother– all of these I see in the mirror. . . Struggling hard not to be dusted under the rug, forgotten or … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry | Tagged Ashes, Birds, Blood lines, Brother, Coal, Family, Father, Life, Love, Mother, Ruins, Souls, Struggle for life, Transformation | Leave a comment