International women’s Day: March 8th 2015: My Poem

My poem: An Ode to My Body

was selected for publication in camelsaloon.com’s tribute to women for International Women’s Day. Women, we create, wear many hats, bring forth children, are one half of the human species. It’s great to see and hear our voices raise up in so many ways. This issue is rich with diverse perspectives, photograghy and insight. I hope you will enjoy it. Please write a comment on their site. It is so appreciated.

 

Enjoy. Judith

Judith Dreyer, MS, BSN, Writer, Speaker, Holistic Health Consultant and Workshop Presenter, Master Gardener. 

 

 

Happy Valentine’s Day: Rumi and Love

 

Love has many faces, many expressions does it not?

Rumi, the Sufi poet from earlier times,  left us a treasure chest of words formed and joined so perfectly. Like a string of flawless pearls or a room filled with the soft and subtle scent of roses, his words touch something, something deeper, more truth filled.  I thought about sharing some facts and figures, trivia but I deleted that. Instead I would like to leave you with a sense of love. Like the rose above and the earth I cherish we are all connected, contained within. . .  together.

“I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.”
Rumi, The Illuminated Rumi

Enjoy. Judith

Judith Dreyer, MS, BSN, Writer, Speaker, Holistic Health Consultant and Workshop Presenter, Master Gardener. 

 

April: Poetry Month: How Raspberry Got Her Red by Judith Dreyer

April is national poetry month. I participate in a writer’s group here on Long Island. We  were asked to submit to Gallery North  in East Setauket, NY, poems on the theme: “The Art of Eating”. Our poems were hung with artwork and a poetry reading  followed. For those of you who are local the show runs through May 16th. Enjoy. Judith

How Raspberry Got Her Red by Judith Dreyer

                               Once upon a time

                          When tasks were being assigned

                             I chose the committee

                                  That set out to design,

                                          A berry.

 

                 We consulted the Gods

             And Zeus chose white

          Small little plumps

            Filled with juicy delight

              We named

                   The raspberry.

 

                        But wouldn’t you know it

                   How could we have guessed?

            The white did not last long

        On account of a handmaiden’s mess?

         Yes, Ida of Crete was careless and rash

            She pricked her fingers and caused such a gash

               Blood red liquid spilled on fingers and vine

                      The raspberry stained red, alas for all time.

 

                                          Now you think Gods and Goddesses

                                      Could undue this fateful decree,

                                  But red seemed perfect

                                    A reminder for mother’s to be.

                                        Eat of my fruit, drink of my leaves

                                            Dear Zeus, we have a remedy.

 

                                                                           What once was white

                                                                  Now deeply red

                                                                   Became,

                                                                       A berry for mortals

                                                                          With heavenly

                                                                                Acclaim.

©2014. Judith Dreyer

Happy Spring: Poem by Hafiz


Even after all this time                                                                                                                        the sun never says to the earth “You owe me.”

Look what happens with a love like that.     It lights the whole sky. (Hafiz)

Spring

Relief from winter’s chill.

                  Rebirth as flowers and trees bloom again.

                                  Renewal, the cycle of life continues in a never-ending circle.

May Spring’s Blessings fill your life and your hearts.

Judith

Happy Valentine’s Day : Hafiz: All the Hemispheres

                                                                      All the Hemispheres by Hafiz

                                    Leave the familiar for a while.

Let your senses and bodies stretch out

Like a welcomed season

Onto the meadow and shores and hills.

Open up to the Roof.

Make a new watermark on your excitement

And love.

Like a blooming night flower,

Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness

And giving

Upon our intimate assembly.

Change rooms in your mind for a day.

 All the hemispheres in existence

Lie beside an equator

In your heart.

Greet Yourself

In your thousand other forms

As you mount the hidden tide and travel

Back home.

All the hemispheres in heaven

Are sitting around a fire

Chatting

While stitching themselves together

Into the Great Circle inside of

You.

 Dear Family, Friends, Readers, I send love and blessings this Happy Valentines Day to all of you.

Judith

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