Literature – Page 3 – Red Tent Living

No

By: redtentwomen September 23, 2019September 22, 2019

Day to Day, LiteratureHaley Wiggers, Poetry3 Comments

No. A simple word, Two letters. A determiner. An exclamation. An adverb. The absence of something. We start by saying “no” to the things that we don’t want, even if we don’t know what we do want.

Push Pull Me

By: redtentwomen September 10, 2019September 9, 2019

LiteratureHannah Umphress, Poetry, Push Pull Relationships8 Comments

Below are a couple of poems about ways we self-protect and “pull” people to feel a certain way about us. I have done these, felt these and seen them play out around me. I hope reading about them sheds light on our relationships in a way that acts as a window to let grace in…

Engaging the Hidden

By: redtentwomen August 30, 2019August 27, 2019

Literature, Monthly ThemesHealing from trauma, Heather Medley, recovery from childhood abuse2 Comments

She shows up without invitation. She sings riddles of other’s rejection. She wears a smile of rage. She reminds of past failures.

To Be a Mother is to Be Constantly Interrupted

By: redtentwomen August 26, 2019August 23, 2019

Day to Day, LiteratureMichele Gregoire Gill, Motherhood, Poetry2 Comments

Of half-formed thoughts, of coitus interruptus, It’s heading to the living room and then being called to the kitchen It’s constantly having other’s wants and needs privileged over yours. Don’t read into this though. I am not complaining

Earthy Roots of a Queenly Crown

By: redtentwomen August 8, 2019August 3, 2019

LiteratureChristine Browning, Poetry6 Comments

“I killed my brother! I killed my brother!” I scream as I run into the street after the ambulance. “No, honey, you did not kill your brother,” my kind neighbor, Lois, pulls me close her voice purring into my numb unhearing ears. “He’ll be okay. It was an accident…an accident.” So many times I’ve been…

Home

By: redtentwomen August 7, 2019August 3, 2019

LiteratureDanielle Castillejo, Poetry12 Comments

I belong to the Midwest plains California, North Dakota porch swings on hot nights playing basketball with my brother, my dad, not my mother in the moonlight is where I am home.

Free the Girl

By: redtentwomen August 5, 2019August 3, 2019

LiteratureKelsi Folsom, PoetryLeave a Comment

I usually want to look away, but this time, I can’t. The lights are on and my alibis are nowhere to be found.

Whispers in the Wind

By: redtentwomen July 26, 2019July 20, 2019

Day to Day, Faith, LiteratureJen Arendt, Nature, Noise, Poetry10 Comments

As I sit in stillness in the sweet little oasis that I call my backyard, I am filled with joy to share the stirrings of my tender, grateful heart. Being outside in God’s creation has a magical way of calling forth the deepest parts of my being. It’s as if I truly come alive. It’s…

Leaving

By: redtentwomen July 22, 2019July 20, 2019

LiteratureLiz Nelson, Poetry10 Comments

It was her heart that was the first to leave. She was only six yet her wise heart knew that this was not love, even while the mind did whatever it could to soothe and to make believe that it was.

He Calls Her Ahava

By: redtentwomen June 7, 2019June 6, 2019

Day to Day, LiteratureHolly Lowmiller, Marking Redemption, Poetry, recovery from sexual abuse5 Comments

You call her a dirty slut You whisper “cheap whore” as she walks by Words echo in the long hallway of a high school Words echo in the tender spirit of a 16 year old girl