Welcome to River Michael's Poetry Blog

River Michaels was inspired to write and publish her poetry after the death of her mother in September 2001. River’s first book is titled, "A River of Rain - Book of Poetry," published in the summer of 2008. A River of Rain is a heartfelt, emotional journey in search of hope and resolution to deal with the grief of losing her mother.

In the summer of 2009, River followed up with her next book, "A River of Peace - Book of Poetry." A River of Peace takes the reader through the journey of a bittersweet ending to a long-term relationship, with a hopeful longing to find true love in the end.

Currently, River is writing her third poetry book titled, “A River of Hope – Book of Poetry,” coming in the Autumn of 2012. A River of Hope promises to deliver the joys of finding true love and acknowledges that true love does exist.

There is nothing more powerful than the power of love. Light will always come after the dark. River’s poetry books are an ongoing series of seven poetry books that are written in parallel with her life.

“You can never be more than you were born to be…” – Melissa Etheridge


Please feel free to browse the blog to learn more about River Michaels, read her latest poems before they publish, read excerpts from inspired readers, and information on how to purchase copies from the publisher, Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble.com, or to order via PayPal to receive personalized autographed copies from the author.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Bamboo Debris

It is March 11th, two thousand and eleven,
So many in Japan are now in heaven…
I close my eyes and listen for souls,
So many have lost their hand to hold…

The earth was shaken in a natural way,
As we watch in awe with nothing to say…
There are cars, boats, trucks and trains,
Painting the picture of so much pain…

The power of water as it rushes in,
Erasing generations of family and kin…
With nothing left but sticks and stone,
And nowhere to go without a home…

Mother and child are torn apart,
She is crying out and pounding her heart…
The steps to their home somehow remain,
They lead to sorrow and overwhelming pain…

The old and the wise keep a steady pace,
They are true survivors of this human race…
They pray to God that the dead are free,
Carving chopsticks out of Bamboo Debris

River Michaels
March 15, 2011

This poem is dedicated to all of the people in Japan and to the resilience of the human spirit. My heart, thoughts, and prayers are with the people of Japan. May God bless them and ease their pain.

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