Category: Grief

Three Poems

How do you show love?
Bloganuary Prompt for January 24, 2023

another year
has passed since
my mother’s passing
I sit and quietly read
a book she would like too

January 23, 2018
You can also read another year: large print at Large Print Poems.

country cemetery
trumpet vines
growing taller
than the gravestones

July 22, 2011
Time Of Singing, 2012

autumn leaves
the caregiver finds time
to rest

“autumn leaves” was the Daily Haiku for August 14, 2019.
Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog

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Encouragement

What’s a lie you tell yourself?
Bloganuary Prompt for January 23, 2023

I have read many books about creative work. As with bloganuary, there is encouragement to be creative and then confidence grows. I often say that my blogs are informal, because that means this is a place to practice and grow. Reading is important, and rest as well. Health first. I can see different creative chapters here over the years. Grateful every day. Thank you.

Memory and Poetry

Do you have a memory that’s linked to a smell?
Bloganuary Prompt for January 16, 2023

shoveling . . .
scent of mint
through snow

Time of Singing
25th Anniversary Volume
1998

reading poetry
my coffee gets cold
guess I made it
for the fragrance

Time of Singing
Volume 43, “Intermezzo”
Fall 2016

fragrance of leaves
in the gardens
what good friends
we became
as we grew older

“fragrance of leaves” is a poem from 2010 that has been reprinted a few times.

They Gave Us Life: Celebrating Mothers, Fathers & Others in Haiku. Edited by Robert Epstein. Middle Island Press, 2017.

Time of Singing, Volume 46, Fall 2019.

Tanka by Ellen Grace Olinger, at Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog, August 8, 2020.

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Veterans Day

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Last year I wrote (and shared poems):

My father was a veteran and history teacher. This year, I am growing a new interest in history. There are so many ways to learn. Prayers for peace . . .

I have continued to learn more about history. There are so many stories to honor and respect. My parents had “big picture faith.”