P.S.

P.S. I made seven pieces to show

seven, in three days time

it felt so good too

on the inside

why did I wait so long?

this is part of me

time to set it free

and create with abandon

because I can

because I was made to

by Him

that is enough of a reason

The Reason

to make art

message received

lesson nearly learned

takes me a few times

of getting conked on the head

to get it

completely

and set my eyes on Him

and be the woman

He made me to be

I am an artist

I’m still learning to say it aloud

today’s the day I do just that

© Turquoise Tangles

today’s the day

today’s the day I show my art

the pieces that have had my laser focus

for the past few days

I still can’t believe I said, “Yes” so fast

without anything ready to show

with a week’s notice

and other activities scheduled as well

amazingly it all came together

with my husband’s help

and encouragement

mostly he gave me the space

to create

and only called me stubborn once

I owned it and agreed

I kept saying, “This just feels

like too good

of an opportunity

to miss”

he understood

he did

and now

excited

scared

and nervous

sums up the jangle in my stomach 

details to see to 

things to do

one more piece of artwork

to finish and get framed

first thing this morning

because

today’s the day

YIKES!

© Turquoise Tangles

today is the day

today is the day

that chemo starts again

not for me

for him

I am writing about burnt toast

and brightly colored socks

because it’s easier

to be chatty

about breakfast

and strands of cotton

than the unknown force

that six months of chemo

will be in my husband’s body

we all feel the apprehension

inside this house

we go together

at 12:30 p.m.

today is the day

Ugh. 

© Turquoise Tangles

concert day

my oldest son is playin’ violin

on campus today

meetin’ extended family there

listening to music played by children

in concert

from the newest musicians

to more experienced

they save the best for last

this is my sons third year 

his first concert with Papa’s violin

from my father, to my son

passed hand to hand

skipping a generation

that boy has music

in his heart and soul

I catch him humming

and playing air violin 

after practicing

lookin’ forward to a toe tappin’

heart swelling with love

kind of day

it’s concert day

© Turquoise Tangles

child of whimsy

baby mine

I love you so

my daughter

mine to raise

alone

just you and me

out in the world

we’ll dance in the rain

splash in puddles

and jump in leaf piles

in the fall

we’ll throw snowballs

make snowmen

and swing so high

on the swings

in the park

we’ll pick bouquets

in Grandma’s garden

chase butterflies

by day

and fireflies

by night

laying in a hammock

we’ll watch the clouds 

move across 

the summer sky

we’ll laugh

skip

and fill one another up

with joy

I’m smiling as I write 

this poem for you

my daughter

about to be born

due one month from today

these promises

I make to you

we will go adventuring

I will be there

always

loving you

my firstborn 

child of whimsy,

romance, laughter and love

Ella Bella will you be

now and forevermore

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles

jayarrarr’s story about Ella Bella:

http://jayarrarr.tumblr.com/post/13708111427/ella-bella

jayarrarr’s Ella Bella Poem Challenge:

http://jayarrarr.tumblr.com/post/13709329881/ella-bella-challenge

the power of touch

he touches me

gently

sweetly

lovingly

close enough

at bedtime

to share my pillow

hand in my hair

arms around me

sitting close

on the couch

hand in mine

as we walk outside

or listen 

side by side

in church

wiping my tears 

as they fall silently

sometimes

my youngest son

what a good man

he will grow to be

loving

thoughtful

insightful

a poet himself

who knows already

how to 

heal a hurting heart

soothe frazzled nerves

and show love

with small touches

that mean the world

in the moment

and in the memories

simply using

the power of touch 

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles