In the Garden (Poetry)

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On this, the last day of National Poetry Month, here’s a poem that appears in the spring/summer issue of Magnets and Ladders, which is produced by Behind Our Eyes, (BOE) an organization of writers with disabilities.

Another version of this was published in my collection, How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver. You can click on the Play button below to hear me read it. I hope that as we move into May, you’ll still take time to read a poem or two now and then. Poetry is meant to be enjoyed year round, not just in April.

 

In The Garden

 

There are no trees, just an expanse of dirt
with steps leading down from the yard.
At the age of twelve, while Mother and Dad work,
I sit on the steps,
study seed packets of peas, corn, tomatoes.
With limited vision,
I read labels, gaze at pictures.
Five-year-old brother Andy is out riding his bike.

Sirens wail in the distance, come closer, are silenced.
“It sounds like fire engines,” says Dad.
After a while, the phone rings.
I hurry in the house to answer it.
A male voice asks for my mother.
I rush outside, call her to the phone.

“Hello,” she says.
“Oh my god! We’ll be right there.”
She slams down the receiver,
returns to the yard, me in tow.
“Ed, we need to pick up Andy at the police station.
He was playing with matches near that shack
at the bottom of the hill when it caught fire.”
I’m abandoned in the garden.

 

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

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Thursday Book Feature: The Same Sea, The Same Gloaming

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The Same Sea: The Same Gloaming: Poems

By Eugene O’Connor

Copyright 2018.

 

The poems in this short collection center mostly on nature, covering such topics as oceans, darkness, and insects. The book opens with a quote from a recruitment ad for a 1913 expedition.

I like the vivid imagery in this collection. My favorite is “Making Snow Angels,” which brings back happy memories of doing the same thing when I was a child. Since poem topics cover all seasons, this book could be read at any time of the year.

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

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Re-Blog: Flamboyant

Image contains: Abbie, smiling.Here’s another delightful poem from Lynda McKinney Lambert. I like the way she compares a bird singing to a performer on stage. Enjoy, and have a great day!

 

Via Flamboyant

 

Note: I’m sorry to say that posting a poem a day here is taking too much of my time, so after today, I’ll only post poetry here once a week on Tuesday. It’s not that National Poetry Month isn’t important to me. It is, but my novel and other activities are just as important, and I’ve found it necessary to create a balance. When there are so many hours in a day, something has to give. Thank you for your support and understanding. I hope you will continue to take time to enjoy some good poetry this month.

 

 

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

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Spring Haiku from Yours Truly

Image contains: Abbie, smiling.The following haiku were published in the April 6th issue of The Weekly Avocet. You’ll note that each verse can stand alone. I copied them in the order they appear in the magazine. You can click on the Play button below to hear me read them. Enjoy, and happy spring!

***

snowmelt drips from eves
birdsong calls from distant tree
heralds coming spring

sun shines in blue sky
warms the air up to forty
white snow disappears

we wear lighter coats
feel sun on eager faces
spring fever abounds.

 

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

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Thinking Positive Amid Spring’s Misery: A Poem

Image contains: Abbie, smiling.The following poem was published in this year’s spring issue of The Avocet: A Journal of Nature Poetry. I wrote it several years ago while I was caring for my late husband, who was partially paralyzed by two strokes. You can read our story in My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds. Click on the Play button below the poem to hear me read it. Enjoy, and stay positive now that spring has finally arrived.

 

Positive Thinking Amid Spring Misery

 

A cold wind blows.
Clouds hover, obscure sunlight.
“We can’t sit outside today,”
I tell my husband.
Confined to a wheelchair,
able to do little for himself,
he longs for the comfort of fresh air.

After an endless wait, the rain streams,
waters thirsty grass,
washes streets and sidewalks clean,
drums on roof tops,
fills the air with its fresh scent.

Tomorrow, the sun will come out of hiding.
Dark clouds and wind will disappear.
Hope will spring forth and revive.

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

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How to Walk in Wyoming’s Wind: A Poem

Image contains: Abbie, smiling.The following was published in this year’s sprig issue of The Avocet: A Journal of Nature Poetry. You can click on the Play button below the link to hear me read it. Enjoy, and wherever you are, don’t let the wind knock you down.

 

How to Walk in Wyoming’s Wind

 

Bundle up with hands in pockets.
If the wind is at your front, lean into it.
Don’t let it push you around.
Utter profanities–no one will hear them.

When you retrace your steps, the wind will be at your back.
Let it propel you. Like the horse returning to the barn,
you’ll clip along at a steady, quick pace.
When you get home, reward yourself with a hot drink.

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

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Bud

Image contains: Abbie, smiling.This short but sweet poem comes from author K. Morris, whose book I’ll be reviewing tomorrow, so stay tuned.

Bud

 

My Books

 

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

How to Build a better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

We Shall Overcome

My Other Links

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