Soaring

By Jeanne Fiedler

Soaring is full of emotion, stillness and beauty. From fun child-centered poems to sadness, grieving and topics about the world, this book will take you anywhere you want to go. Jeanne writes through her pain and moods of all kinds and encompasses the awareness and the wholeness that remain. It is her vision of the world and is all about her life and experiences and how she takes all the knowledge and filters it through poem after poem. She lets go of the negativity and writes for anyone who needs to feel consolation, gratitude, love or release, ending up with positivity and hope.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 17, 2011
• ISBN: 9781469116495

Jeanne Fiedler

Jeanne has always liked poetry, as far back as she can remember. She fell in love with it in the sixth grade, when she was introduced to Emily Dickinson and Walt Whitman. She believes writing can heal in the space where the artist and divinity meet. She has taught ELL to both adults and children, tutored young children in Language Arts, and wrote grants for a social service agency that brought art into the lives of disenfranchised populations. She has a B.A. degree in Sociology/Social Work with an endorsement to teach preschool. She plans to use creative writing to expand children’s imaginations, as well as heal any special needs. She’s taking Transformative Language Arts courses from Goddard College, where she will learn consciousness raising and healing through poetry and journaling. She also plans to obtain a professional certificate in creative writing from NYU in the fall. She has been published in Ararat Magazine, Open Minds Quarterly, Transcendent Visions, S.P. Quill Magazine, Soul Fountain, FreeXpression, Capper’s, Can-Opener, Midwest Literary Magazine, Whispers, Expressions, Living Poets, I Love Cats, Above Ground Testing, Plath Profiles IV, and Bipolar Magazine. She loves photography, jewelry designing, fabric designing, playing the blues harmonica, and glass etching. She plans to teach preschool in the fall.

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Contents

Dandelion

White Tiger

Heart And Soul

In Being

Gaps

Finding Reality

Tears

Autumn Magic

Mountain Lion

Life’s Circle

Beautiful America

Blue Butterfly

Angels

Tribute To The

Golden Retriever

Shipwrecked

Morning Reflections

Sailing

Sunshine

The Blue Garden

Losing Aphrodite

Rhythms

New York, New York

Lost

Images

Night Cats

To Reap

Summer Dream

Small Town Images

Rusty, Rusty, Little Cat

One In Being

Down The Shore

To Daddy

Unicorn Song

Autumn Sky

I’m A Siamese Cat

It’s Christmas

The Blue Dove

Kittys

Reflections On Humanism

Soaring

Ode To My Uncle

For Lost Love (To Don)

6:00 A.M.

2003 Protest

(Reflections From A Café Window)

Clock It

The Black Ice

Spring Morning

Missing You

Valentines Day Lament

Rebirth

Radiance

Englishmen

Sky Artist

Pink, Inc.

Jilted

Another Day In Madness

Hiking On A Spring Day

Within

A Day In Paradise

Memories

Music

Bookshelves

War And Peace

Genocide

Angels Of Fur

Katy The Caterpillar

Night Tremors

Contemplation

To: New York

Colors

Inner Peace

Winter Gloom

Morning Light

Bright Night

Hurting

Mommy

To My Lover

And Best Friend

Doomsday

Ballad For An Arab Woman

Dandelion

The three horses gallop wildly

Through the splashing muddy water.

They ask, "Is it over yet?

Because, the dandelions are weeds.

However, they are still life and deserve

To be treated kindly, delicately, and

Respectively.—I think I’ll plant some

Yellow tulips and some goldenrod

Next to them."

The yellow blasts into a

Sparkling arena . . .

Jesus speaks: Be still.

Encompass the blessed ones

Safeguard the poor.

We can only be rich

By saving the poor.

Water the melting dandelions

Plant their seeds . . .

Let them grow

Let us stand beside them and their

Integrity and sustain each other as

One common planting ground.

White Tiger

I am a witch

My coven is the depths

Of the green forest

My familiar is a White Tiger

I’m a white witch

I put a spell on all mankind

To save the tigers . . .

They’re beautiful . . .

Pure white

With noses like

Pink roses . . .

And eyes blue

As the devastating

Sky stretching

Across our earth . . .

Envision their

Prancing strength

Their furry poise

Their quiet balance

The happiness of their image!

They belong with us . . .

Heart And Soul

I want to tell you

That even though it doesn’t

Always seem it

I love and respect you