Posted in Uncategorized, tagged god, listening, poem, tanka, voices on December 5, 2012| 2 Comments »
standing
in the not falling snow
not hearing
the voice
of god
*
the colder
it gets
the slower
the crickets
sing
*
telling it
to hush, that voice
that says
you are not
enough
*
eventually
you notice it,
like a painting
no longer there,
the chirrup gone
*
it’s so quiet
the moon
as it rises
at least so it seems
from here
*
the urge comes
to sit
the stone
beneath you
already there
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged allowing, poetry book, Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, spiritual path, surrender, The Less I Hold, with on December 4, 2012| 5 Comments »
Glorious book cover designed by Joel Bass
After many months of shuffling and tinkering, here comes The Less I Hold from Turkey Buzzard Press. The title is having a conversation with my book from three years ago, Holding Three Things at Once.
As you all know, who read these poems on the blog, I have a theme of letting go, of surrender, of practicing how to say yes to the world as it is … well, that’s what this collection is all about.
If you live in Colorado, perhaps you can join me at one of these upcoming events:
*Evergreen at Hearthfire Books on Friday, Dec. 7 from 7-9 p.m.,
with Jim Keller and David E. Patton
*Telluride at Between the Covers on Wednesday Dec. 12 at 5:12 p.m, and
*Ridgway at Cimarron Books on Saturday Dec. 15 from 3-5 p.m.
*Cortez at the Cultural Center on Wednesday, Dec. 19 from 5-7 p.m.
with Art Goodtimes and David Feela
*Telluride at the Telluride Historical Museum, Thursday, Dec. 28 from 5-7 p.m.
with an exhibit of Rosemerry’s poetry, books, rocks, videos up all month of Dec.
*Grand Junction at the Art Center on Jan. 4 at 7 p.m.
as an emcee for four poets yet to be announced
But no matter where you live, if you would like a copy of the book, you can email me at wordwoman@mesa.net and I will send you your own signed and gift wrapped copy … $15 plus $3 shipping …
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged gift, openness, poem, poetry, presence, present on December 3, 2012| 4 Comments »
Not just your eyes,
though that, too,
not just your words,
I want your softness.
I want all the walls
around us down.
I want to stand
out under that big
starry sky and know
nothing except you
and me and big
starry sky. I want
your quiet. I want
your core. And I want
the thoughts under
your tongue, the ones
you keep there
afraid they will hurt
if they come
into the air,
small puffs
of vulnerable clouds,
and then I want
the strength to
be hurt and still
stand with you
there, open
as the field,
as the sky.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged cold, poem, poetry, winter on December 2, 2012| 4 Comments »
Even the grass
seems to disbelieve
the calendar, greening
around the porch.
And the fruit fly
in the window.
And the sun,
though low,
floods the rooms,
the heart.
As if winter
has forgotten us.
I feel myself
softening.
As if the cold
will never come.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged bliss, haiku, poem, tanka on December 2, 2012| 2 Comments »
bliss stands
in the center of the field
sticking out her tongue
laughing her head off
that I can’t see her
*
scent of quince—
how many other great pleasures
I never considered
*
dry river bed
not one rock
out of place
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged lily, poem, poetry, presence, stillness on December 1, 2012| 2 Comments »
Five pink lilies,
petals splayed,
more perfume
in the room
than one nose
can take in.
Sometimes
the mind
reaches for more—
one more hour,
one more kiss,
one more cookie,
one more glimpse,
one more oh,
it goes on, but
tonight
the scent
of five open lilies,
the scent
of five
pink lilies.