Fear Not

Angel of Bluebirds

Fear Not

My footsteps, muffled in the frigid morning,
break the icy crust
of the nights snow.

I scatter offerings to the winged creatures
as they perch in the fragrant evergreen boughs-
with bright eyes, they watch me.

As I turn to go back in the warm house,
celestial voices are lifted in song
and the sound of wings echo in the air.

His voice on the phone
sounds strong
and brave.
The stem cell transplant
is scheduled
for the new year
with word
that an angel will appear
to watch over him-

fear not.

And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings… Luke 2:10

*** This was written several years ago before my brothers stem cell transplant. He continues to do well, is still in a chemo routine that will be a part of his life, but he is living his life without fear.

For my brother, John

Crescent Moon and Venus 8-2012

For My Brother, John

In the pale light of the crescent moon,
I wait-
thinking of our childhood.
How you look like our father,
but not really.
You always have just looked like yourself.
I have a sister’s pride and sadness-
your life of pagentry and bluegrass,
dealing with problems of philosophy and letters-
how did you get to be such a man?
But really you were this man
from the time you were born.

-I have no memory of that –

Our brother – the triad of our siblinghood-
our brother’s birth is etched on my memory
in the scent of carnations
and the color of sunsets.

But not you.
You were always a part of me-
a precious conundrum.

And so I wait
in the half light of the crescent moon.
Waiting for your headlights to stream down the ridge,
for you to be here
as you always have been-

I wait.

*** This is a poem written several years ago while waiting for my younger brother to arrive. It has been revised for the dVerse prompt for today to write of brothers or brotherhood.
I have two younger brothers. I was 16 months old when John was born and Frank was born 18 months after that. We have been and remain close.
I am blessed to have these two remarkable men in my life.

Fear Not

Angel of Bluebirds

Fear Not

my footsteps, muffled in the frigid morning,
break the icy crust
of the nights snow with each step

I scatter offerings to the winged creatures
as they perch in the fragrant evergreen boughs-
with bright eyes, they watch me

as I turn to go back in the warm house,
voices are lifted in song
and the sound of wings echo in the air

his voice on the phone
sounds strong
and brave
the stem cell transplant
is scheduled
for the new year
with word
that an angel will appear
to watch over him-
fear not.

And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings… Luke 2:10

*** Dear friends, As my brother faces this next challenge, I ask for your prayers, good thoughts and positive energy. My prayer is that he continues to receive excellent care, continues to respond to the treatment and that he lives a long and happy life. Thank you, Kathleen

For My Brother, John

For My Brother, John

In the half light of the crescent moon,
I wait-
Thinking of our childhood-
How you look like our father
But not really
You have always just looked like yourself.
I have a sister’s pride and sadness-
Your life of pomp and pageantry
And dealing with foolish problems
How did you get to be such a man?
But really you were this man
From the time you were born.
-I have no memory of that –
Our brother – the triad of our siblinghood-
Our brother’s birth is etched in the scent
Of carnations.
But not you
You were always a part of me
A precious conundrum
And so I wait
In the half light of the crescent moon
Waiting for your headlights to stream down the ridge
For you to be here
As you always have been
I wait

*** My brother, John, is here for the weekend to visit our mom, who lives with us. I wrote this as I was – well – waiting- for him to arrive last night.

Trying to Save My Brother’s Life

This is a picture of my brother. Frank Gresham, and his wife, Janet. He is the youngest of my two brothers – my baby brother. And he is fighting cancer – a bone cancer – multiple myeloma.
First and foremost, I ask for your prayers. No matter your spiritual leanings, I would appreciate your prayers for his healing – good thoughts and positive vibrations – I ask for them all on his behalf.

My brother is director of Whosoever Ministries – http://www.jcdaytona.org – in Daytona Beach FL, and has with Janet and his team, dedicated the past 25 + years to helping people. He has helped untold numbers of runaways, people on the fringes, people in need day to day and after disasters. He was one of the first people on the ground in Gulfport MS after Hurricane Katrina and was instrumental in helping organize food and medical relief. Then he went directly to New Orleans, and stayed for 6 weeks, helping in the relief effort. He and his team were in Haiti just days after the earthquake, securing the grounds of an orphanage and setting up food and clothing relief.
His life has been one of faith and service. And now he has this horrible cancer and no insurance. He has been turned down for social security disability and is in the midst of applying for Medicaid.

So I will be setting up an online auction soon – all proceed to go towards his medical costs. I will keep you posted on that.

The small thing I can do right now is give to him whatever I make on the sale of my book. If you are so moved to order a copy, I can not tell you how much that means to me. And I am sending you my deepest thanks and a big hug. Please go to the category Seasons Bookshop  to order.

If you have an ideas about how to help with applying and receiving health benefits or if you have any ideas about fundraising, please let me know.

And your prayers and encouragement are grateful accepted.

Thank you so very very much.

Kathleen