The Color of Meadow Posies

The color feels as light as fog.

It is as pretty as the scent of a French girl’s perfume.

It has the softness of a mother’s embrace.

And can only be heard when snow flurries touch the ground.

The taste is of a sweet sugar cane.

This lovely color,

Is the color of Meadow Posies.

Powerful Lessons of Discovery from Confusion

I found this poem in a folder from my childhood. This poem speaks of how I perceived confusion as a child.

Confusion is the dark gray of a stormy sky

It sounds like the crying of starving children

The taste is of stale crackers

And the smell of a salty sea

An evil curse upon a prince I see

Confusion makes me feel as if the world

Has turned against me

I think that confusion in many ways feels the same to me today as it did to me as a child. Confusion can stem so many more emotions in our lives. It creates frustration, doubt, and sometimes even anger. As adults, we like to control the things and experiences we have in our lives, and confusion steals that power from us. I have learned that confusion also has its purpose though. It leads us to discovery, to lessons that need to be learned. Confusion can push us to look deeper into a situation, to see larger meanings. I am learning to take steps back when I find myself enveloped in confusion. I try to look at the situation as an opportunity to learn and to grow, asking myself what do I need to know that I do not know now. Confusion does not mean we have failed, it means there is more to know, more to understand.

Even though it is uncomfortable, I choose to embrace this opportunity, I choose to learn.

How to Use Poetry to Serve your Soul

Poetry is a release,

An escape of words,

Into the moments beyond us.

Thoughts of love,

Thoughts of sorrow.

Poetry captures the essence,

Of the world around us.

Allowing our visions,

To become words upon the paper.

Poetry opens the cap,

Of the bottle we hold locked away.

April is National Poetry Month, a time for us to recognize it’s amazing existence in our world. It has served a purpose to share our stories from generation to generation. It has created a place for us to release our emotions from within ourselves. It has provided therapy to many and has enlightened others.

Allowing yourself to express your emotions, your thoughts, and your feelings whether through poetry, journaling, or art serves your soul.

Serving your soul allows you to process your emotions and thoughts and let them pass through you so that you can continue to grow. Poetry is a great tool to use to help that process. Poetry doesn’t need to be long, it doesn’t need to rhyme, it just needs to be true to you. A poem can be created by a list that becomes fluid. Write a simple poem of expression by first writing a word of how you feel. Now elaborate on that word. What does that emotion mean to you, how is it shaping your thoughts in this exact moment?