Set of 6 Greeting Cards

This set of greeting cards includes three different styles. Each one features an original poetry piece by S. Rochelle. The 5″ by 7″ cards are printed on 110 pound premium white cardstock, and include a brown Kraft paper envelope.

Feather design poem: Go Gentle

Go gentle with the one you love
as the moon, which does not drive
the tides but enthralls the space between.

Go gentle with your children
as the bow, which does not force
the arrow but yields to the archer’s course.

Go gentle with the prodigal
as the sun, which does not withhold
its warmth but embraces all the earth.

Go gentle with your past
as the oyster, which does not purge
the wound but covers it with beauty.

Go gentle with your tongue
as the winter plum, which does not shame
the season but finds it flowering.

Go gentle with your heart
as the tea leaf, which does not release
its treasure to demanding hands.

Go gentle with your dreams
as the spring rains, which do not smother
the seed but soften unyielding ground.

Go gentle with the earth
as the forest, which does not only take of her
but graces her with splendor.

Go gentle with your life
as the lily, which does not cling
to the field but faces the twilight free.

And yes, in the end, go gentle
into that good night, as the one who is
both light and night goes gentle with you.

 

Tree branch design poem: Sometimes

Sometimes,
it is enough
to see the layered sheath of a long night
drawn back, and dawn crawling
into the streets.

Sometimes,
it is enough
to see the gray sheets of a late rain
rolling in, slaking the aching throat
of a cornfield.

Sometimes,
it is enough
to see a few wild geese flying northward
in aging spring, to see the peach skins
swelling.

Sometimes,
it is enough
to see shallots shimmering in butter
by an evening window and say, today
there was beauty again.

 

Dandelion design poem: Opening

You say you’re broken
like it’s a bad thing, but
seeds break
to rise through the earth,
the rain, rocks break
to let the roots of the great oak
pass through unafraid.

Robin eggs break
into baby blue spring, a chrysalis
opens, peach buds unfold,
like a woman, giving us
wings and summers and children.

There are other words for breaking.

Open like a day breaks,
like clouds break
to free the sun, pouring hope
into cupped and weary hands,
life rising from the breaking,
the opening, the birthing ground.

 

All poems are the property of S. Rochelle, and may not be reproduced or printed without permission by the author. Thank you!