It's Poetry Friday, and Tricia Stohr-Hunt is hosting HERE at The Miss Rumphius Effect with a look and a poem for a treasure from the past. Thanks for hosting, Tricia!
I'm worrying, and preparing, then thinking. These coming days will be challenging and sad. Yet, here I am, planning to play a part in making a bright future for my grandchildren. I will not quit! Here comes the rest of the new year!
Glad To Start Again or
I thought I was
Mozart helps me nestle--
contented for this new beginning,
after a loving holiday.
But gray skies appear
beyond my sunshiny days.
It’s like sleet spits at all our windows.
My own brain clouds
with “Why? Who could? Who would?
And, then “How will they suffer the loss?”
Along with keeping busy with mindless dusting,
I wonder why again.
I sit at my laptop,
fingers tapping.
Searching for the latest news,
though I can’t know if lists and actions
will help. Still, I do not stop!
Yes, it’s still sunny outside,
so I go to rake a few more leaves,
look for fallen branches after yesterday’s wind,
talk to my neighbor.
Quiet voices wing in from down the sidewalk.
“Hey, great to see you; how ya doing?”
The other neighbor’s dog barks, so I know
Someone is walking around there, too.
A flicker flies, and sparrows twitter.
Nature brings some solace,
before lunch.
Then, I remember again.
Linda Baie ©
I feel your pain with the round of endless busy -- but you went outside. That is the beginning of wisdom. Someone is walking around there, too. Flickers are flying, sparrows are twittering. Life goes on. Don't forget, friend. -tanita
ReplyDeleteYes, my best words are "get outside", Tanita. Thank you!
DeleteLinda, boy, that really captures these times for me, too. Thank you! One of the small things I did was to remove the news sites from my bookmarks toolbar. I'll still read the news, of course, but hopefully will be more intentional about it.
ReplyDeleteOh, gosh, that was me, Susan T., above.
ReplyDeleteYour poem SO resonates with me, Linda. Thanks for putting the swirling thoughts and emotions during this time into a poem. I'm wrestling with wanting to tune out (esp. Monday) vs. staying engaged enough to respond (though wondering about that) - - and just praying a lot!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the reminder that Nature offers solace, as well as catastrophe. And that neighborliness is a treasured value.