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Carolyn
Sibr
StrawberryPatchPress@gmail.com
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 ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Carolyn Sibr’s professional background includes teaching as well as counseling in the mental
health field. She retired in 2000 and uses her time to write poetry. She has been published in
several anthologies and her recent book, TAPESTRY IN TIME, can be purchased on Lulu.com
or ordered at any major book store. Her works center around our natural environment and probes
images of ordinary life to find beauty and truth in every day experiences.
The following poems are included in her recent book,
TAPESTRY IN TIME.
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The Chapel
The church has . . .
No cross,
No bells, or
Steeple.
No wine,
No grape juice, or
Bread.
No dogma.
No organ, or
Bible.
Still,
Congregants come,
To celebrate the Divine . . .
The mystery of the universe,
The undying day,
The sanctity of Nature, and
The dignity of people. |
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A Moment
Morning sun
Hot coffee
Cinnamon roll
Eyes open
Adjusting to the rosy dawn.
Breakfast begins
Early,
A minute in the magic
Of the new day.
Evening Primrose
Nightfall reaches out to us,
Holding us close . . .
We dine on popcorn,
We watch Venus, and
We listen to Simon and Garfunkel.
But most of all,
We talk about . . .
Day’s enduring dream
Of an infinite spring.
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Grandma’s House
Flowers on glass shelves
Next to a window pane
Blue, white , and yellow
White, lacy curtains,
The fragrance of lemons
Sparkling early morning sunlight
On polished, cherry table top
Glass vase, pitcher and wine cache,
Dancing with rays of dawn
Ornate, Victorian buffet
Holding china dishes,
Charming
Joy
Nothing
Sounds so sweet
As
Wind chimes
Softly
Chanting
From
The limbs
Of a maple tree
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