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The Wednesday Poetry Corner With De Ann Townes

Welcome to a  lovely heart-warming post form Native American De Ann Townes. De Ann has long been a true friend to Plum Tree Books. She has supported and contributed to all of our anthologies, and it is with great pleasure that I introduce her poet’s soul to you. De Ann is unashamedly passionate in her words and in the way she lives her life. Thank you De Ann for being with us in the plum tree today. I hope you will also enjoy this wonderful picture of Sir Henry Taylor that I have found to accompany De Ann’s lovely post. It is a photograph by genius British photographer Julia Margaret Cameron 1815 – 1875 and is a study of  King David  ~ one of De Ann’s favourite psalmists and poets.Study_of_King_David,_by_Julia_Margaret_Cameron

Why I love poetry? Let’s see…

By De Ann Townes

Poetry is the morning dew that lightly glistens on the grass, flowers and trees…. It’s the pulse of the universe, the blood pumping and coursing through my veins…. It is the beating of my heart, the burst of creativity that sparks within my being illuminating my mind and gripping my soul…. My lover’s caress absolutely sensual, the beautiful love and connection of my babies now grown and my grandsons that have captured me wholly….

Poetry has been my salvation when I found myself in a dangerous and uncaring world… My outlet to the hurt and my confidant when a friend was needed… I see poetry in the air that I breathe and feel it with each breath that I take. It’s the nourishment to my existence, the medication that makes me well… I see it in the flowers that bloom, the blossoming of the trees as they blow in the wind and change colors with the seasons. The touch of each sweet raindrop and uniquely formed icicle to the bush of the brilliantly created snowflake… I am in awe as the white fluff of the clouds with the backdrop of a beautiful blue stills me so… I feel it within my connection to the world around me – from the squirrels scampering and scurrying about, readying themselves for the long winter months as they prepare their burrowed nest and collect their acorns and nuts – to the birds cheerfully chirping.

My Native American heritage is poetry infused. It’s who I am, it’s who I’ll be and all that I am. I am poetry and poetry is me.

Why I love my favorite Poet? I had to truly meditate upon this question, smile. I never thought I had a favorite Poet because there are so many brilliant Poets in the universe. Some of those are as flows: Native American Poet “Gary Armstrong” and his poem “Mixed Reflection”; Poetess “Anne Bronte” and her poem “A Voice from The Dungeon”; Poet “William Shakespeare” and his poems “Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s Day” Sonnet #18 and Blow, Blow Thou Winter Wind”; Poetess “Emily Dickinson” and her poem, “Because I could not stop for Death”; Poet “T.S. Elliot” and his poem “Sweeny, Sweeny Erect”; Poet “Edgar Allan Poe” and his poem “A Dream within A Dream”, and Poet “Mark Twain” and his poems “To Jennie” and “Genius”. From the tangible to the obscure, their poetry touches the very essence of my heart’s soul. But in giving it some deep thought, I have to say that there is a poet that I find myself reading daily and carrying his words deep within my soul. The Psalmist and Poet “King David”.  As I read I feel his pain, joy, sorrow and Faithfulness for and towards his God and struggling through and for salvation and sanity. The Poetic soul within me pours over his words. I allow them to soothe like a healing ointment over me and I am Alive; I am Free.   

About Dr Niamh

When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down. One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.” Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!” I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I? I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.” Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray. With love from Dr. Niamh, Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books.

13 comments on “The Wednesday Poetry Corner With De Ann Townes

  1. nativemericangirl
    November 13, 2013

    Muchas gracias Niamh y Plum Tree Books for such an Honor. 🙂 I am truly humbled y most Blessed to know y work with tú these past años/yrs. Gracias again for such a true honor y Blessing.


  2. Walking with Beverley
    November 13, 2013

    Great post De Ann 😀


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  4. Juliette
    November 13, 2013

    Beautiful words on poetry. This is so special.


  5. Patricia Tilton
    November 13, 2013

    Beautiful and powerful!


  6. Jamie Dedes
    November 14, 2013

    Lovely! 🙂


    • nativemericangirl
      November 14, 2013

      Gracias Jamie 😀 I’m honored by su/your visit y that tú enjoyed. Best of Blessings.


  7. Imen Benyoub
    November 15, 2013

    precious..enough that you are poetry and poetry is you lovely De Ann..xx


  8. thiskidreviewsbooks
    November 16, 2013

    Well said, Ms. Townes! 😀


  9. Jamie Dedes
    January 9, 2014

    Poetry is indeed all of those things to all of us. Beauty shared, De Ann, and much appreciated.

    A Native American poet that I enjoy very much is Joy Harjo.

    Be well dear, De Ann, and poem on ….


  10. nativemericangirl
    November 15, 2017

    Reblogged this on nativemericangirl's Blog.


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