March was World Poetry Day, and April was National Poetry month. During a recent webinar sponsored by the Highlights Foundation, the authors Margarita Engle and Padma Venkatraman expressed the following thoughts: Poetry is a safe place, a refuge for your emotions. Poetry is a form of music. Poetry is hopeful. I find that through poetry one can communicate something extremely personal in a safe way. You say it, but don’t really say it. Your words reveal a part of you. Your emotions come out like a song lyric. Here I share two of my haiku poems of feelings in my own heart.
Memories by Veronica Jorge Sand, thousands of grains They are like my memories My heart filled with you.
Reflection by Veronica Jorge To teach is to learn In my pupil I see me My life example.
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Beautiful and moving haiku, Veronica! I love them both! I can feel their authenticity.
Thanks, Neetu. I’m enjoying learning new ways to write and to express myself.