A very exciting time in a writer’s life: to see the first mock-up of the first book!
Scattered Petals, my first poetry book, will soon be a reality. I will need an interested publisher to make it available for all of humankind.
Keep your fingers crossed.
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So a rainbow then
Is a promise to us all
No matter what,
We will survive –
After the rain
And when there is no rain.
I have heard of pots of gold
And do not believe this myth
I have searched and come up dry
And have grown tired, cold and old
In the spring when rain is heavy
I climb through my terrace window
I am struck my midnight beauty
No color but the stars
Shine on in the night
When all the world can see you
When colors do not matter
And all is black and white
In the morning wake up singing
Usher in the light of day
The spectrum is there before you
Turn up the volume and see
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A very exciting project is coming to an end and simultaneously a beginning. My first collection of over 50 poems, “Scattered Petals,” will be in print July, 2012. I will be seeking an interested Publisher at that time.
A quote from the back cover:
“I have been in the process of creating this collection of poems for most of my life. I like to write in the park, in the forest, on my front porch, and while walking the nature trails. From this vantage, I tend to believe all of life’s answers lie within nature. If you sit with nature long enough, it will interact with you, revealing its message. Woven among the sometimes painful, sometimes joyous images are panoramas of nature’s all-encompassing power to nurture and heal. Even as ‘scattered petals’ are carried aloft by the wind, there is something lasting for those who linger.”
If you are interested in learning more about this very special poetry collection, please contact me at jal1933@yahoo.com or leave a comment. Thanks for your interest. -Jill Angel Langlois
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THE HUSH OF PEN ON PAPER
Oh yes!
My favorite place in the whole world
to sit cross-legged upon my hand-me-down love seat
with my Journal.
Oh joy of joys!
No comfort more surrounding
Nor silence more inviting
Than the hush of pen on paper
and a cup of hot, steaming tea at my side.
Drinking in the thoughts that crowd
searching for their meaning
soothing the day with each stroke of my pen.
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