I wake up
to the GIFT this day can be.
Preparing myself for the
unwrapped mysteries that may
come my way.
Welcome
Hi! I'm Missy Wilreker, and welcome to this new place for me to write and express. Thank you so much for reading and for your interest in what I write. This is a new endeavor for me, so let's see how it goes!
I was at Women Drummer's International - Born To Drum Camp 2011 and wandered into the "Writing as Ritual" class led by Odilia in the Spirit Lodge. Little did I know that the quick poems I wrote that afternoon, I would end up reading on stage at the open mic to such an ENTHUSIASTIC reception!
So many people encouraged me to continue writing and it FELT SO DARNED GOOD I am inspired to continue this adventure.
Feel free to comment on the poems, or give "prompt" suggestions to write upon as I am always awake and listening for what might inspire a flow of words and feelings.
I was at Women Drummer's International - Born To Drum Camp 2011 and wandered into the "Writing as Ritual" class led by Odilia in the Spirit Lodge. Little did I know that the quick poems I wrote that afternoon, I would end up reading on stage at the open mic to such an ENTHUSIASTIC reception!
So many people encouraged me to continue writing and it FELT SO DARNED GOOD I am inspired to continue this adventure.
Feel free to comment on the poems, or give "prompt" suggestions to write upon as I am always awake and listening for what might inspire a flow of words and feelings.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Once In A Lifetime All Over
Can I ever have exactly that again?
You know, that feeling that fluttered my insides
from the very first time
you caught my eye?
The rich tapestry our lives have woven,
over so many years of joys,
through some of the times of hardship.
We've seen it all together.
You know, that feeling that fluttered my insides
from the very first time
you caught my eye?
The rich tapestry our lives have woven,
over so many years of joys,
through some of the times of hardship.
We've seen it all together.
Friendship Circle
I thank you dear friend,
For all you were, are and have yet to be.
I thank you dear friend,
For crying with me.... and laughing too.
I thank you dear friend,
For creating space for me to be,
to live, to learn, to explore;
That's so important to me.
For all you were, are and have yet to be.
I thank you dear friend,
For crying with me.... and laughing too.
I thank you dear friend,
For creating space for me to be,
to live, to learn, to explore;
That's so important to me.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Two Quick Thoughts
I fear
to hear
the rhythm of
my own heart.
Tick-tocking,
walking,
leading the way.
Speaking,
reaching.....
I fear.
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I intend
not to pretend
to the end.
To live,
To love,
To give.
I intend.
(SFG, 2005)
to hear
the rhythm of
my own heart.
Tick-tocking,
walking,
leading the way.
Speaking,
reaching.....
I fear.
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I intend
not to pretend
to the end.
To live,
To love,
To give.
I intend.
(SFG, 2005)
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Yellow Curry
Do my insides change color
when I eat yellow curry?
Is the bubble gum still there
from when I swallowed it in first grade?
What of my life sticks to the insides,
changes it around or turns it colors.
when I eat yellow curry?
Is the bubble gum still there
from when I swallowed it in first grade?
What of my life sticks to the insides,
changes it around or turns it colors.
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