Today and through February 4 (Pacific Standard Time), you can download my new poetry book for free! I hope you will try it, then let me know how it goes! Technically and what did you think of the 39 poems and 15-page commentary section. This selection is designed to delight you and heal you! (More details below)

With Open Arms: Poetry for Big Love and Real Life
Available on Kindle and paperback at Amazon
Poetry is healing power!!! Laughing, crying, puzzling, wondering, understanding!

For four days, the ebook version of my new poetry book ‘With Open Arms’ is available for FREE! The book includes 39 poems, plus a 15-page commentary section with ideas and musings about my life and life in general. 

How to get it
The Kindle version of the book is free from February 1 – 4, Pacific Standard Time.
Download the Kindle book and read it on your iPhone, iPod, Windows or Android phone, PC or Mac computer.

Just click on the link to get started. You’ll need to set up a username and install a free app. It’s fairly quick and easy though, so I hope you will try it!

Please feel free to share this link with your friends too!
What do you think?
I’d love to hear your experience! If you download it or try, how did it go? Did it work well on your phone?
What did you think of the book? Write a review on Amazon or Goodreads, or leave me a comment on or @JoanGreegerson on Twitter.
About the book
With Open Arms: Poetry for Big Love and Real Life
(January 2013)
This little book of poetry is bursting with inspiration for Big Love and humorous compassion for Real Life.The 66-page collection is designed to delight you and inspire you with 39 poems about love, happiness, change, recovery and letting go. The poems are spiced with insights and imagery from Joan’s travels in Ghana, South Korea and beyond. The book also includes a 15-page commentary section with insights about the poems by the poet.

Poems grab your heart with the Big Love of “One Love”, “Perfect Love”, “Nowhere to Go”, and “Open Arms”. While other poems are about the challenges we face in Real Life: how to accept, change, recover and thrive. And Joan’s father is a gentle force in poems throughout the book, including “Dark Alleys Don’t Scare Me” and “Thank you, Goodbye”.

Laugh and cry. Come for the ride. Tearjerkers and silliness mingle in this accessible, enjoyable poetry collection.

Poetry is a magical, yet effective, way to understand ourselves. shed some tears, then laugh at ourselves, and, finally, free ourselves! I am a humble servant of some I-don’t-know-what Healing Power which begs and nags me to write poetry. And I happily submit! I hope these poems brighten your day or free you in some way! I offer my poems and all my love, with open arms!

Also, you might want to check out my first book, also available on Amazon and Kindle:
Both books are available as paperbacks and ebooks. 
A Few Poems from the book…

I Can’t Make You Happy


I might make you smile

I might make you laugh

I can’t make you happy

But you can


Mama Africa

Granted, I don’t look like your typical one love Rasta

I’m about as white as they come…

I am of ISH descent

Irish, Danish, Swedish

I’m not cool

My graying hair pulled back with bobby pins and rubber bands

But when I went to Ghana

For the first time, I felt home

Home, like ommmmm, home

I felt grounded and centered and loved

In the arms of Mama Africa

I was welcomed to the family

To any family

Every family

Like a daughter

People greeted me

Sat with me

Danced with me

Sang with me

Drummed with me

Painted with me

Talked with me

Dancing healed my aching feet

Singing gave me confidence and joy

Drumming connected me to the beat of the people

The heart of the earth

Beating in my chest and in my hands

Now wherever I am,

I feel beautiful

I feel loved

I feel creative

Because this whitey fears nothing

Forever a daughter in the loving embrace


Mama Africa


I’m holding on to you tightly

I’ve got the same grip

As a toddler who

Latches on to mom’s leg

So, you’re saying

It’s hard to walk

When I do that?

I’m analyzing your every word.

And every syllable

Gives me new ways

To doubt your love

So, you’re saying

It’s hard to talk

When I do that?

I Ain’t No Jesus

I ain’t no Jesus

But, I would like to be


I never wanted to be a nun

Much less a priest

I didn’t want to grow up to be a saint

like my sisters did

I didn’t like going to church when I was young

And going again is not in my plans

And still, I don’t want to read any holy books

Or travel to any holy lands

But I just want to BE Jesus. Or Jesus-ish.

I want to have Jesus eyes

I want to do the Jesus walk

I want to have Jesus hands

And think the Jesus thoughts

But if you ask my friends

They’ll tell you

For sure that

I ain’t no Jesus

But, I want to be

About the Author joangregerson

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