The Poetry Project: Day 7

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The Expedition
by Leigh Hewett

Like a brave explorer
heading into uncharted territory
I went on a quest for words.
I packed my provisions
and pointed my compass toward
the poetry from my past.
With a mission to find the poet
I had lost along the way.

Somehow in my search,
I learned to quit looking
and decided to call off the chase.
A silent gap between thoughts
echoed until my brain
settled slowly into a blue calm.

With a deep awareness
I detached myself from poetry
and had zero doubt that
the words lived within.

An effortless ease took over
and my deep desire
brought the poem to me.

{8/26/09}

The Poetry Project: Day 6

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5 years
by Leigh Hewett

I was a young poet
That yearned for love
Every beat of my hopeful heart
Called out for you.

Amazing really,
All of the blooming metaphors
and fragrant similes
arranged perfectly
Every flowering word
was written because I longed for you.

Now I am loved.
Beautifully loved
beyond any devotion my
Poet's heart could have imagined.

You are the one
that lifted my words from the paper.

Because of you
my life is a poem in motion.

{5/17/2008}

The Poetry Project: Day 5

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All Alone
by Leigh Hewett

I love to drift off to sleep
where I can lay still except for
a wink as thoughts flip
and my eyelashes brush my cheek
and it's just me.

With dry pillows and sleepy sheets
Where the burden of dreams
sits heavy in my head.

As if comfort could reside
within my own spirit.

I trust myself completely
when I am asleep.

{11-20-2201}

The Poetry Project: Day 4

Let go
By Leigh Hewett

I write this for no one
not even me anymore
but more a method of
clearing my head.

I remember so much
so many places escape
before I can go back
but not quick enough
to dodge the ache

of someone or something
that slipped away.
Like a belief
or a dependency
or an experience
that managed to dig in too far.

Growth demands
that I let these things go
or I'll slowly shrink
until eventually my shoes
fall off and I can't run away.

{8-13-2000}

The Poetry Project: Day 3

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New Orleans
by Leigh Hewett

We shook the city until all the stars
fell with passion into our cocktails
and we gulped down all of the dirty
lights the street had to offer.

The restless night sent us searching for trouble
and with you by my side
we searched every last corner.

There is so much freedom in loving you
I thought to myself
as the music pushed through your hair.

I felt so young
and so fresh
and so lucky
to have found a simple surprise
in you.

{1/21/2004}

The Poetry Project: Day 1

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Weekend Epiphanies
by Leigh Hewett

Thanks for coming to me
When my eyes were sticky with rest
Crawling into bed with me
Your face had dreams on it
Your breath like a lazy yawn on my lips.

I wrote poems in my head about you
While you were trying so hard
To deconstruct walls.
My tongue stayed safely behind my lips
as all of the hopeful words escaped
and I granted you a hopeful kiss.

Back in your bed
on my side that you so effortlessly
offered to me,
On Sunday morning
after more than enough sleep
under vulnerable sheets
you turned to face me
and I felt brave beneath your accepting hands.

{4/23/2001}

Introducing...The Poetry Project

A stymied poet's quest to find her words.

Long ago, before I was a wife and before I was a mother, I was a poet.

I wrote poems almost daily.
The words just fell from my fingers to the paper.
It was effortless.

I have volumes of journals full of poems that have only been read by my eyes.
It has been too long since I last took the time to simply sit and write a poem.
So, I'm starting,

The Poetry Project

For the next 6 days I will post a poem each day that I wrote in the past.
Then on the 7th day I will post a new poem that I will write over this week.
I am hoping that reading my old words will inspire me
to search and find all of the poetry that still lives within me.

If you are a poet, feel free to send me a poem that you've written.
I might just post it on these pages.

Maybe together we can weave a masterpiece.

send inspiration to www.leighvslaundry.gmail.com