Tag: Charles A. Waugaman

Friendship – Seven Short Poems


for Charles A. Waugaman

Thoughts of a friend
Who always loved and grew
I wonder . . . Has the sky
ever been this beautiful a blue?

* * * * * * *

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

for Enola and Harold Borgh

* * * * * * *

new growth
on evergreens
dinner with old friends

for friends from NIU and NEIU

* * * * * * *

home from mailing
poetry notes
monarch butterfly
greets me
at the back door

beloved penpals and now blogging friends too!

* * * * * * *

river of light
along the evergreens
the friends who stayed

you know who you are and I love you

* * * * * * *

after many
good conversations
one bird
sings the day
to sunset

in honor of family gatherings

reading the poets
of my parents’
their voices

authors through the generations…could not live without them!

Photos of forget-me-nots by Karl in 2011.

I posted these poems on this blog and/or Poems From Psalms And Nature. http://elingrace.wordpress.com

Print journal credits:

“Thoughts of a friend” was published in TIME OF SINGING (Spring, 2011). www.timeofsinging.com

“reading the poets” and “new growth” were published in SMILE (Summer 2010).  This is a large print journal with a special outreach to “shut-ins” and nursing homes.  My mother was in their “Circle of Roses” for prayer for years.

Grateful.  Ellen

Beginning My Third Year With WordPress

By God’s grace and a lot of help from others, I am now beginning my third year with this blog and WordPress.  I was a classic over-achiever when growing up.  I tried so hard in so many ways and landed in the hospital for my 40th birthday (1993).  My 40s were mainly about getting strong again, caring for my mother, and saying good-bye to many dear relatives.  The illness I had changed my energy level and required some clear choices.  I am profoundly grateful every day.

I started over in new cities, new jobs, and new creative endeavors many times.  But we can grow deep roots over time.  Sometimes I feel like I’ve had to grow my roots an inch deeper, and sometimes a foot deeper.  God does the growing.

The women who cut my hair so well now are young enough to be daughters or grand-daughters.  We get involved in conversations.  I don’t mind sharing if it encourages someone to slow down a little, get enough sleep–AND/OR to believe they can succeed at new things at any age!  Once a teacher, always a teacher.

Blogging got me writing more again.  At first, I retyped poems that had been previously published in print journals.  Then new poems began arriving.  When I was not completely well, I discovered haiku and tanka.  The short forms were poetry I could read.  They are challenging too, and no one would ever claim to master them. 

One nice thing about poetry is that you can share in a way that helps others while also respecting everyone’s privacy.  Authors like Luci Shaw, Madeleine L’Engle, Charles A. Waugaman, and others showed me how to do this.  Others reading this can speak about poetry and other art forms far better than me.

Still learning always…

Karl’s photo of the Trumpeter Swans on Lake Michigan is a favorite.  So here it is again. 


Used Books And Forget-Me-Nots

I found early copies of used books by favorite authors, Charles A. Waugaman and Luci Shaw, online and ordered some copies.

I ordered from sellers who work with Barnes and Noble and Amazon.com–am just beginning to learn about this online and decided to work with sources I know.  I also buy old books from Mead Public Library in Sheboygan and have some of their discards.

Packages are arriving from different places in the country, promptly, and the books are wrapped with such love and care.  All the books I need for some time!  I plan some thank you notes and gift copies of the Welcoming Hope book I mention in the Pages (a non-profit book with Time of Singing).  This may be a project I save for a rainy day or our next long winter.  It is fascinating to think of the life books have when they go out into the world.

Charles went to Heaven last year.  I love reading poems of his that are new for me, as well as enjoying his unique illustrations.  He found his voice young, and then grew as a poet.  As I put together some dates, I see that he had depth beyond his years.

I wrote about my special admiration for Luci Shaw on May 28, 2011.  She posts current work on her website:  www.lucishaw.com.

Perhaps old books that become new again are like flowers that grow between bricks.  Karl took this photo in our garden yesterday: forget-me-nots and flowering ground cover that spread from a planter I bought several years ago.  This kind of image inspires me greatly.


The new Time of Singing, a print poetry journal, arrived.  Lora H. Zill is the Editor.   www.timeofsinging.com

Honored to be included with these two poems:

patterns on my floor
moving with the breeze
sun from the West
branches of leaves


(for Charles A. Waugaman)

Thoughts of a friend
Who always loved and grew
I wonder…Has the sky
Ever been this beautiful a blue?