This poem rattled around in my mind and body for the last few days. I did not write it out in rough form, so this is it.
To read a poem;
That is to breath in the world,
Meditating on that world
(Re)membering a fleeting moment–
A moment my whole body experienced;
The smell of pine forest
The distant white-topped mountain
Rocks disturbing a river’s flows
The touch of a gentle breeze,
Cooling a sun-burnt face.
To write a poem;
Breathing out,
A lived-experience,
Giving words to a fleeting moment–
Flowers gesturing towards mountains,
Trees caressed by mountain wind,
Nature’s fragrances arise from the valley
A silence encroaching upon my mediation.
About ivonprefontaine
In keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms.
I completed my PhD in Philosophy of Leadership Studies at Gonzaga University, Spokane, WA. My dissertation and research was how teachers experience becoming teachers and their role as leaders.
I focus on leading, communicating, and innovating in organizations. This includes mindfuful servant-leadership, World Cafe events, Appreciative Inquiry, and expressing one's self through creativity. I offer retreats, workshops, and presentations that can be tailored to your organzations specific needs.
I published peer reviewed articles about schools as learning organizations, currere as an ethical pursuit, and hope as an essential element of adult eductaion. I published three poems and am currently preparing my poetry to publish as an anthology of poetry.
I present on mindful leadership, servant leadership, schools as learning organizations, how teachers experience becoming teachers, assessement, and critical thinking. I facilitate mindfulness, hospitality retreats. and World Cafe Events using Appreciative Inquiry.
I am writing and researching about various forms of leadership, how teachers inform and form their identity as a particular teacher, schools as learning organizations, hope and its anticipatory relationship with the future, and hope as an essential element in learning.
ivonprefontaine
Teacher as Transformer 
happy weekend Yvon
Thank you. Take care and enjoy.
Rocks disturbing a river’s flows
First class imagery !
Thank you Carl.
What a lovely poem. I enjoy those that resonate. I felt I was walking and feeling all of it. Beautiful! Thank you!
Thank you for a lovely comment. I am glad the poem resonated.
This is lovely, Ivon! 2nd line: breathe, not breath, don’t you mean? Hope you don’t mind the correction. I welcome it when others let me know. Anyhow, nice job! 🙂
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GREAT WRITING—THANKS FOR GRACIOUSLY READING—MONE!
You are welcome and thank you Jonathan.
WANTED TO INCLUDE YOU IN MY FAITHFUL SUPPORT SHOUT-OUT, SORRY I DIDN’T DO MORE. j.e.c.
I appeciate every little thing. Thank you.
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The poem was something out of the world. AMAZING indeed!
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thank u
I did. Thank you for the invitation and comment.
While I like to read other people’s thoughts, it is likewise so important to put my thoughts into words. Always write what is on your mind and in your heart.
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Nice poem
Thank you.
I’d love it if you’d check out my blog https://tanyatale.wordpress.com/2017/07/07/bridge-of-eternal-love/
I did. I look forward to many visits. Take care and enjoy.
Ivon, beautiful poem. Truly.
Thank you.
I really like “To write a poem;
Breathing out, A lived-experience,Giving words to a fleeting moment–” makes me realise why I write poetry.
Thank you. I am glad you discovered meaning in the poem.
Fabulous… And So true.
loved the simplicity of it.
Thank you.
Nature breathes all sorts of word images and memories for me. Thanks for the poem.
You are welcome Mary Ann. Thank you for the lovely comment.
My pleasure. I wrote a poetic memoir. Words tumble out when I am in nature. 🙂
That is what happens to me, as well.
Nice attempt sir.
Plz check my new poem ” the least they knew”
Thanku very much😇
Check out my more 2 new poems .
“U made me what I am” and “as I hold my pen and paper.”
Though I can’t get that much likes as u but I’m sure if u read my poems u will like em .
And please also give me your suggestions to improve
Just been reading through your stuff man- so talented, would be great if u could give me some feedback on my poetry that will be uploaded in the next couple of days x
Thank you. I would love to. Let me know when it is ready and how to access.
Ya sure sir 😉
Absolutely loved it. I just started my blog ( https://stecydsouza.wordpress.com/ ) and would love it if you could read my poems
Thank you Stecey. I look forward to many more visits to your blog.
Breath taking imagery
Thank you.
brilliant!
Thank you.
You are welcome 🙂 I hope you like my work to 🙂
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Beautiful
Incredibly peaceful to read. Beautiful work
Thank you Nicole.
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You are welcome. I hope you get them.
Thank you very very much!
I feel very inspired after reading this poem, visually I was there every step.
This is great!!
This was really amazing !!
Do read mine poem too , u will like it !!
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