I published these poems as I wrote them on my blog, Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin. Today they are here, in one post, in honor of Mother’s Day. When I helped with her care, for many years a long time ago, my mother often asked if I was writing. Then I was not able to write, as often, for many reasons. Now my heart is overflowing.
My study of haiku influences my poetry in general. And my goal is to offer hope. There is a lot of rest around my posts, and the new WordPress editor makes it easy for me to create posts like this small collection today.
Hope you enjoy the poems, and perhaps one or two especially. And when you are unable to create, the work is still growing, as I have learned. Health must be the first priority. Thank you.
evergreen branches are a painting and I can see the shape of each branch
Easter lily continues to bloom and fragrance blesses the room
When I was in the hospital last summer, I experienced grace and peace. I said thank you to all who helped me. I thought, “Where did I learn how to do this?” And I thought of my overnights in a Milwaukee hospital with my mother, and her care in general. She taught me. And my heart was full, because I pray the Psalms. I was not able to read then, for a time. Some of the authors I read a lot are Jan Karon, Luci Shaw, Barbara Crooker, many memoirs over time. Our blogs. Poetry journals.
So good to do our work as we can, read, view art – our gifts and their expressions vary. Everyone has a gift.
And when I cannot write, I review my blog archives. I’ve started a few lists of poems for large print chapbooks. These will be gifts for my caregivers and fellow patients. Anyone who needs a simple book in a time of need – or simply a busy day.
I am on a new journey, with Karl’s faithful help too. Better now. Work to do. Appointments on the calendar, and grateful for care. I can no longer be a caregiver, in terms of the physical work. Follow-up care is very important.
My parents passed away years ago – Dad in March 1983, and Mom in January 2004. It is a profound Mystery that I continue to feel their unconditional love. Love is eternal. My parents modeled what I call Big Picture Faith. We shall meet again. And I hope for a very long life, as they would wish for me, and I work towards this goal every day. I call this, Daily Dedication and Small Steps.
I am just beginning as an artist. With great-gratitude.
Emotionally and spiritually, I continue with the Psalms and Nature – the theme of this blog. I am watching Spring! And still need my winter coat by Lake Michigan in Wisconsin. That’s OK.
But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Job 23: 10 (KJV)
Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.