Recently, one of my poems (“I Sit, I Wait,” see below) was published in a beautiful book, Moments. In similar timing, my husband and I moved to a lake on the Olympic Peninsula. My life changed considerably, permitting more time to be still, observe nature, respond within, and capture my thoughts in poetry, photography, and art. Encouraged by the author and purpose of Moments, I am publishing my responses in time with my creation. I hope you will enjoy taking time to read, reflect, and respond.
You may find yourself inspired to create. To access a handheld rich guide for your journey, consider purchasing a copy of Moments (Amazon or at AgnesBourneBooks.com). Bring it along, read or view, then write or draw, even within its pages.
I sit, I wait Am I on time? We set the date Her fault or mine? Here I wait My gut grows wary My mind says don't react Or rush away See and stay Insecure and know not why It's in my calendar Clearly there, Identified Yet What if I'm incorrect I sit, I wait Pontificate Should I stay Do I go Thoughts keep churning Instant world, hate not to know I breathe Decide, yes wait What else really to do No phone, have faith By Laura E. Garrard, Copyright 2020 Jan. 3, 2020 Published 2020 in Moments, p. 134
[Top Photo: "Cedar Drumming" By Laura E. Garrard, Copyright 2021. Middle Photo: WordPress.com Stock Photography. Collage: Images from Moments (A. Bourne, Commonplace, 2020)]
Poetry In Time 
I wait is a reflective poem that allows us to examine time we have or may have in thinking about the essence of life. What has
life been to us? How has it affected us? What changes are apparent?
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Waiting for answers amidst uncertainty can be difficult. But waiting is sometimes the only thing to do, and relying on faith that answers will come.
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