ten poems to change your life- here’s one.

The Journey

by Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice-

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

“Mend my life!”

each voice cried.

But you didn’t stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the streets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do-

determined to save

the only life that you could save.

 

FANTASTIC poem! It sums up the message I have been trying to spread; trusting yourself.

And I bring up this poem in particular because it is the first in a series of ten, as the title of the post suggests. It is contained in a novel named ten poems to change your life (click the title to purchase on Amazon) written by Roger Housden. FANTASTIC book! The very first poem got me hooked. If you go and seek out the book (which I highly suggest) you’ll know it from the blue cover with the white pitcher and the inside cover:

This is a dangerous book. Great poetry calls into question not less than everything. It dares us to break free from the safe strategies of the cautious mind. It opens us to pain and joy and delight. It amazes, startles, pierces, and transforms us. It can lead to communion and grace.

Through the voices of ten inspiring poets and his own reflections, the author of Sacred America shows how poetry illuminates the eternal feelings and desires that stir the human heart and soul. These poems explore such universal themes as the awakening of wonder, the longing for love, the wisdom of dreams, and the courage required to live an authentic life. In thoughtful commentary on each work, Housden offers glimpses into his personal spiritual journey and invites readers to contemplate the significance of the poet’s message in their own lives.

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“Caged Bird” by Maya Angelou

A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange suns rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

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WHAT IN THE WORLD!?!?!?!?!

WHAT IN THE WORLD!?!?!?!?!

Thursday, May 28, 2014
Statement from Dr. Maya Angelou’s Family:
Dr. Maya Angelou passed quietly in her home before 8:00 a.m. EST. Her family is extremely grateful that her ascension was not belabored by a loss of acuity or comprehension. She lived a life as a teacher, activist, artist and human being. She was a warrior for equality, tolerance and peace. The family is extremely appreciative of the time we had with her and we know that she is looking down upon us with love.
Guy B. Johnson

 

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English Is Crazy!

Published on Apr 1, 2014
Seriously…the English language is insane.
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14 Totally Badass Female Authors

14 Totally Badass Female Authors

Posted: 03/27/2014 11:07 am EDT Updated: 03/27/2014 11:59 am EDT

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But some female authors flouted convention in more ways than in their sheer literary ambition alone. Some were political activists, held groundbreaking positions in academia or publishing, or experimented with then-taboo sexual identities. And others… well, let’s just say Hemingway isn’t the only bookish adventurer in the history books.

Though many truly badass women authors are alive and working today, their stories aren’t yet finished. So as Women’s History Month draws to a close, we wanted to look back on some of the incredible literary women from history and remember how both their work and their lives broke new ground.

Here are 14 female writers who were totally badass:

This 14-Year-Old Boy Just Wrote The Most Important Poem Of The 21st Century

This 14-Year-Old Boy Just Wrote The Most Important Poem Of The 21st Century

Our Generation

WORLD •  • FEB 27, 2014 – 9:48AM

If you’ve ever lost faith in this generation or the next one, this 14-year-old boy may give you just enough hope to get through the day.

Derek Nichols decided to post a poem written by his younger brother, Jordan, who seems to be wise beyond his years.

Would you please help me come up with a title?

Would you please help me come up with a title?

Hands- light palms, dark back, large, strong;
Gripping and guarding the weapon.
Green blades surround them all;
When and where will he begin his assault?
He throws the weapon; his comrade reclaims it.

Touchdown.

The Goddess of Ice

The Goddess of Ice

The Goddess of Ice,
The controller of ice,
The creator of ice.

She and her cousin Water,
Give each other the cold shoulder.
It never seems to falter.

The beauty of Ice’s hair,
Her pearly white hair,
Gleaming in the moon’s glare.

The beauty of her eyes,
Her light grey eyes,
Watching the snow.

When she’s mad,
The snow turns,
To hail.

When she’s sad,
The snow rushes,
And becomes a blizzard.

When she’s happy,
The snow,
Gently falls.

Her attacks,
Are strong,
And deadly.

Her eyes glow,
Her arms rise,
The snow swirls and becomes sharp ice!

Her arms lower,
The snow rushes towards the target.
A deadly blow.

The she is gentle,
And she goes away.
Disappears into the snow.

The Goddess of Ice,
The controller of ice,
The creator of ice.

The Goddess of Nature

The Goddess of Nature

The flowers, the trees.
Created by one woman;
The Goddess of Nature.

She protects the flowers,
And the trees.
She laughs with the birds,
And runs with the bees.

She controls the seasons,
To represent the others.
Her beauty is shown,
In the plants; in the flowers.

Her glistening brown hair,
Highlights of green,
Flow as she runs with the hares.

Her brown eyes glisten.
As she runs in the fields;
She lays in the grass.

She is angry,
When people cut down trees.
The plants and animals comfort her,
But she still cries.

The Wind brings her flowers.
Nature smiles and is back on her feet.
She is ready to get through the rest of the day.
She continues to play with the animals.

Her happiness causes everything to bloom.
She is kind and gentle;
She hides in the trees.

The flowers, the trees.
Created by one woman;
The Goddess of Nature.