REVERENT REFLECTIONS™
Poetry
Reverent Reflections By: ALS (Amy Lynn Suchma)
I began reading poetry when I was eleven years old.
Shakespeare first, then Walt Whitman...voices that taught me language could breathe, bend, and hold entire worlds inside a single line.
Around the same time, I began writing my own.
Rhyme didn’t come easily.
In fact, it challenged me the most. I remember sitting with a thesaurus, stretching my vocabulary, learning how words could meet one another with intention instead of convenience. Lyrical artists and songwriters always caught my attention; those who could say something true without saying it plainly.
Somewhere in my thirties, I stopped writing poetry.
Not for any clear reason. Life grew louder. I stayed busy. The words quieted. I shifted my creative energy into visual art and makeup artistry, forms of expression that felt more accessible at the time.
And then tragedy struck, a few months before my 50th birthday.
Grief has a way of demanding language.
Of pulling truth to the surface whether you are ready or not.
Poetry returned without asking permission, demanding to be heard.
Sometimes two or three long pieces in a single day; raw, honest, unedited at first. Writing became immediate relief. Setting my thoughts into prose steadied me in ways nothing else could.
I began sharing them.
What surprised me most were the messages, the quiet notes from people who said the words resonated, that they felt seen, understood, or less alone. So I kept writing. And sharing. And reflecting.
That’s how Reverent Reflections™ was born.
This collection is not curated for perfection.
It is offered as a witnessing.
These poems hold grief, love, memory, devotion, and the discovery of how one can transform in the face of immense and sudden upheaval. They are reflections written with reverence: for life, for loss, and for the quiet strength that carries us through both.
Welcome to the collection...
