March 2009 Poem of the Month "How Would You Live Then?"

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What if you have a sudden burst of inspiration to create your own “what if” poem, and what if in so doing, you feel raucous laughter joyfully erupt as you dive into a swirling, limitless ocean of creative imagination and new perception and you find the freedom to express yourself in ways that are “outside the box”…and what if it really changed the way you live? Have a yummy March.

Krayna with a K

Rose-breasted Grosbeak male

How Would You Live Then?

What if a hundred rose-breasted grosbeaks

flew in circles around your head? What if

the mockingbird came into the house with you and

became your advisor? What if

the bees filled your walls with honey and all

you needed to do was ask them and they would fill

the bowl? What if the brook slid downhill just

past your bedroom window so you could listen

to its slow prayers as you fell asleep? What if

the stars began to shout their names, or to run

this way and that way above the clouds? What if

you painted a picture of a tree, and the leaves

began to rustle, and a bird cheerfully sang

from its painted branches? What if you suddenly saw

that the silver of water was brighter than the silver

of money? What if you finally saw

that the sunflowers, turning toward the sun all day

and every day – who knows how, but they do it – were

more precious, more meaningful than gold?

By Mary Oliver from Blue Iris

Copyrighted material, for educational/therapeutic purposes only.

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