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Rain
We live in the land of sorrows
I know this I come from the land
Of Lake Tear of the Clouds
These clouds inhale tears of the people
Then quietly move here
to weep
What must we do
with all this sorrow
Leaf trees know the answer
They know we are mourning and
Gift us as they hold tight
to brilliant autumn colors
We are the grateful Leaf Peepers
Who walk beneath their flaming red,
brilliant yellow, opulent orange
We sense the tension of their grip as they whisper
Hold on…hold on!
© Pamela A. Mitchell
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| Pamela A. Mitchell |
Pamela A. Mitchell completed nursing school at SUNY Upstate Medical in Syracuse, N.Y., received an M.F.A. from Goddard College, and attended seminary at St. Bernard’s Theological School in Albany, N.Y. and Church Divinity School of the Pacific in Berkeley, C.A. Pamela taught writing at SUNY Adirondack Community College, as well as journaling and poetry with psychiatric patients at Saratoga Hospital. Her poetry can be found in various literary journals, including Pulse: Voices from the heart of medicine, The Healing Muse, and the anthology Intensive Care: More Poetry and Prose by Nurses (U. of Iowa Press). She lives in Bend, Oregon, where she teaches and consults in geriatric care.
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