Believe Her: A poem for survivors (and those who love them)

This is a poem for the women violated, and for those who stand in support and love and solidarity.  For partners, for lovers, for friends.  For all those women harmed, and for all those who held and loved them in the aftermath. Maybe not perfectly, maybe not with unfailing grace, …

remember to breathe

I woke up this morning Slowly Reluctantly And this familiar heaviness settled into my being The weight of all things For which I hold responsibility And even those for which I am not Responsible But insist on claiming as weight As mine to carry Out of some Misplaced sense Of …

feather ( a poem about the ways we make meaning)

Today, when I went to my car To go meet my good friend for coffee And to visit another friend And her baby Who we hadn’t seen in quite a while I looked down to see a feather resting on the handle of the door A little feather Tiny, really. …

{a love that rocked the whole damn world}

Last night The earth started shaking Where she lives Though it was steady here literally If not metaphorically Or steady enough At least That I didn’t feel movement In the ground Beneath my own feet Thought it must have moved I think At least the smallest imperceptible amount. Because if …

Honest; a poem by Jeanette LeBlanc

honest

There was wine in a small round mason jar, dark burgundy like old blood and older memories and the lipstick I save for the deepest nights and fullest moons. The name on the bottom of that tube of lipstick tube says Shame. I just call it Honest. There were hours …

to let a poem save you by jeanette leblanc

to let a poem save you

someday you will come across a poem and something about it will speak truth even if you don’t immediately know why take note you will need to keep this poem tucked in your back pocket. so when you find a poem like this -and you’ll know by the chill that …

all the proof i will ever need.

{for Monique and her beloved James, on the day of their wedding} [soundcloud url=”https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/128517229″ params=”color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=true” width=”100%” height=”166″ iframe=”true” /] It is no secret That this heart of mine Has broken Enough times That I’ve made A serious investment In a variety Of materials That promise to patch Things up For …

Bring it all down on the side of love

Today I bring it all down on the side of love and I’ll tell you now, yes, you should fly across the country just for 48 hours in her arms spend your last dollar and borrow more to get there steal words from the past and ink them along  your …

just write it.

What are you waiting for? you know the words are right there ready to spill ready for truth telling ready for spell weaving ready to be told just sit down with an open journal and a smooth pen or the click – clack of typewriter keys and a pristine sheet …

poem for the world

listen, you, with your beach glass heart you, with your moonshine teardrops this is a poem for the world and this is only a poem for you both of those things are true and neither, really but either way you, love are holy so, hold your capacity for melancholy and …

take me to the sea

Take me to the wild sea Bring me to where waves mark time where salt meets skin where I greet the depths Take me to the wild sea Take me home back to where I belong. ~~~~ Where do you belong today?  Where would you go if you could?

follow your heart

  this afternoon I am doing nothing but sitting here reading poetry. the muse is resting she has lots to do right now. she simmers and burns and holds things close this is gestation time I understand the birth will come when the words are ready and so I sit …