Happy Easter! 

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Heart wakes, Hope rising

On wings of new dawn

Patches of light pulling

Easing through drifting clouds

Floating through the sparkling sea

Lifting, lighting my eyes

Opening its doors

Awakening in my soul, a passion

Threads of life stitched together by stars

Sun sparkling on the sandy shore of dreams.

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Hope is the crystal blue of a mother’s eyes, the clear sky blue of a robin’s egg, a spring day. 

Hope is the sweet smell of cookies baking, warm chocolate chip. 

Hope is ice cream cones, warm blankets, soft feather pillows. 

Hope is comfort, home. Hope is also new, like just finished laundry smelling of lavender & cotton. 

Hope is fresh, wet ink on a crisp Is there Hope in the sea, or does it belong only to the sky? Birds have it in flight, but fish swim fast and glide with it. A heart can glide & fly with even a small bit of Hope. “First star on the right and straight on till morn!” I hear Peter saying. 

Hope is imagination and colours, an entire rainbow full of them. A sky and universe so vast that no human could have created it.

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And so I’m back to God, bringer of Hope, Ultimate Caretaker. We light candles for Hope Eternal but too quickly our tiny flames burn out, extinguished by an ever-present wind: Time. We return to the earth yet Hope remains, to wake again with the sun. 

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Have a Blessed Easter Sunday, filled with hope & love!

🌸 Copyright Stacie Eirich April 16, 2017

Emily Dickinson: Poetry for Young People

Happy National Poetry Month! Today, I’m sharing poems from Ms. Emily Dickinson in a lovely edition of Poetry for Young People. Edited by Frances Schoonmaker Bolin & Illustrated by Chi Chung.

I hope you enjoyed watching & listening to my readings of Ms. Dickinson’s poems. She wrote about ordinary life in extraordinary, imaginative ways! Bringing light to life, I love the hope in her poems. Did they inspire you to go find and read poems on your own or to your children? I hope so. Maybe they will even stir you to write your own poems. 🙂

Thank you for stopping by Space to Dream and I wish you a wonderful spring day! -Stacie

Spring Awakening

Today it feels apt to share a poem that speaks to the season which has sprung around us. Though it is quite a chilly, crisp day by southern Louisiana standards; it is sunny outside my window, and I see blooms on the bushes and hear birds chirping. So, the awakening of spring has begun…

                            Image source: Media Gallery @swcidelaware.org

Butterfly

I see her in a pink sparkle haze
floating among the trees
her jellied wings
flexing in and out
as if in water
I reach to touch a wing
my fingers stretched outward
into the sweetened air
hovering ’round her
she hangs as if suspended, unmoving
her wings opening wide
to reveal diamonds
they fall into my hand
like gold from a leprechaun
raining beautiful trinkets
and little pink sparkles
from her wings
as she delicately
flies away..

Copyright Stacie Eirich March 13, 2017

Originally posted March 21 2016


An e-collection of poems written from March-June 2016. They symbolize an awakening of creativity, passion and beginnings, like the new life of spring.

Available on Amazon for only .99 — FREE on March 21, 2017!

Spring Awakening: Poems

SpringAwakening

Listen to my recordings of poems from this collection on Soundcloud: