
“Winter Quiet” Ottawa Lake Campgrounds, WI January 23, 2018 Photo Credit©Jane H. Johann

“Winter Quiet” Ottawa Lake Campgrounds, WI January 23, 2018 Photo Credit©Jane H. Johann


“Possum in the Window Well”
January 3, 2018
Palmyra, WI
Photo Credit©Jane H. Johann
Strolling through the winter snow
All of a sudden I fell below
Strange as the window well was to me
The bottom was lined with apples and sunflower seeds
The human tried to help me out
But I would not budge and would not shout
Instead I “played possum” you see
A great old trick between you and me!
For two nights I kept warm against the house
Snuggled and content, waiting for a mouse!
Finally, Dave Schmidt came to my rescue
But not to place me on the eating menu!
Instead, he lowered the net over my body
Such care and kindness he did embody!
Lifting me high over the well
Everything now has turned out swell!
Once again I ran freely over the snow
Happily running to and fro!

“Blossom the Possum” January 4,2018 Palmyra Countryside, Palmyra, Wisconsin Photo Credit©Jane H. Johann

“Wisconsin Farm”
December 11, 2017
Hwy.106 On the Way to Fort Atkinson Photo Credit©Jane H. Johann

“THE POETIC BOND VII”
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Publication 17 NOV 17
Willowdown Books present poetry by
Jane Johann
Layers of Being : The Lone Star :
sometimes dark doesn’t move
Her poems will appear in the international poetry anthology, THE POETIC BOND VII; ISBN-13: 978-1978098039, ISBN-10: 1978098030
Biography, Jane Johann (Wisconsin, USA)
Jane Johann, a Wisconsin native, published in the anthology, “Slices of Life”, and blogger on WordPress: she invites you to read more of her poems at FootprintsofThoughts@wordpress.com.
Summary Review of her work included in The Poetic Bond VII
“Layers of Being – Indeed a poem of many layers, exploring what it is to be human”
“The Lone Star – This seasonal evocation of autumn places man firmly within nature … a well-structured and well-written piece.”
“sometimes the dark doesn’t move – Precisely structured, short piece with a big message. The non-moving dark is a strong metaphor for the social funk many of us find ourselves within.”
(Trevor Maynard and the editorial Team, The Poetic Bond Series)
The Poetic Bond VII
POETRY THAT BINDS, POETRY THAT BONDS POETRY THAT FREES US
Editors’ Notes
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The Poetic Bond Poets’ Choice Award Winners’ 2017, are Betty Bleen, Flavia Cosma, and Fiona Sullivan The Poetic Bond VII is now available, $19.99 / £14.99, on Amazon Prime The Poetic Bond I – VI available for $12.99/£9.99 |

“Christmas Candle”
Photo Credit©Jane Johann, Dec.2017
My friend, Bette, and her husband Rick, are two very kind people that have blessed my life and I am sure, they have also been a blessing to countless others. Both were teachers, so their giving touched many young lives through the years. This past Christmas, Bette shared a story that happened at their home on Christmas Eve.
As was her custom, Bette had put a lighted candle in the window. It was a tradition she said she had experienced in her past as a young person, and each Christmas, she continued the tradition. The lit candle served as a sign to passersby, that if they were in need, they could knock on her door and she and Rick would be of help to them.
This particular Christmas Eve did bring a knock to their door. A young man and his son had veered off the country road and into a ditch that was filled with Wisconsin snow. They asked if they could borrow a shovel. Of course, Bette and her husband, Rick, gave them a shovel and a flashlight to help them out. While they were outside digging their car out, Bette and Rick prepared a Christmas Box for the two travelers. They had received an abundant supply of grapefruit and oranges from Florida as a Christmas gift and they decided to share the fruit with the father and his son.
How wonderful that the lit candle brought the travelers to a safe place in our weary world. How wonderful that generous and caring people still live among us. How wonderful that a beautiful tradition of being available to help someone in need when a lit candle in the window leads the way!
| le Caoimhghín Ó Brolcháin
1. Scuab an t-urlár agus glan an teallach, |
Traditional
Brush the floor and clean the hearth, |
| 2. Ná múch an coinneal ard bán, Ach fág é lásta go geal . Go mbeidh siad cinnte ar aon go bhfuil fáilte is fiche roimh cách Sa teach ar an Oiche Nollag naofa seo! |
Don’t blow the tall white candle out But leave it burning bright, So that they’ll know they’re welcome here This holy Christmas night! |
SOURCE: http://irishpage.com/noel/Kerynoel.html
The Irish tradition of placing a lit candle by a window at Christmas time seems to have originated in Ireland. Although, it is also a traditional German custom, as well, dating back to the time of Martin Luther. Historically, it seems to have begun in the 17th Century in Ireland when the Penal Laws of Ireland were in place. Catholics were forbidden to gather in Churches for Mass and the priests had to hide or be killed. As a result, Catholics had to devise a signal for the priest that he would be welcomed into their home to say Mass. The signal was a lit candle in the window. The government became a bit suspicious with all the candlelit windows so the people simply said it was in response to the Christmas Story that tells about Joseph and Mary looking for shelter for themselves and their child that was about to be born, Jesus. The tradition, even to this day, emphasizes the hospitality of the Irish people, who are known for their welcoming spirit to a friend, to those who pass by or to those in need.
Other Interesting Sites about “A Candle in the Window”
http://www.celticchristmasmusic.com/christmas-traditions/candle-in-window-laden-table-in-ireland.htm
http://www.amishnews.com/featurearticles/germanchristmas.htm
http://thewildgeese.irish/profiles/blogs/the-irish-christmas-candle-in-the-window

“Mom’s Little Gift–Postage Money”
©Jane H. Johann
Palmyra, WI 2017
Early this morning, before the sunrise, I was rummaging through yet another box in my effort to declutter my basement. My basement is akin to the garage–used as storage rather than for its intended use. I have been working on both the basement and the garage for the past few months…okay, I will fess up…the past five years!
Oh, I have my excuses lined up as to how this clutter happened: cuddling, raising up, and letting go of three daughters, with each returning at various times for a few months and then leaving their memories behind; teaching full-time for thirty-six years; studying and obtaining my Master’s degree; cutting the lawn; doing the laundry; paying the bills (missing a few)attempting skill within the culinary field (at least no one died from my trials!); keeping the cars oiled and tired. Through it all, I did attempt a bit of sanity. Nevertheless, CLUTTER wore the crown!
However, there is a bright moment. I came across a tiny envelope:”Postage money.” A tiny envelope that helped me to refocus on the priorities of life. Tucked inside this little envelope was a dollar towards stamps to remind me to write. The handwriting on the envelope was unmistakable. Immediately, I knew that the envelope was from my Mom as a gentle reminder that she needed to hear from me.
My Mom was so thoughtful and generous. She was meticulous in finding just the right gift for her friends. She would carefully select something the person would enjoy and like! She could be seen spending an hour or more in a Hallmark store, reading each card and looking for the phrases that would highlight the character of the person to whom she was sending it. My Mom’s sensitivity was deep and caring and so unique.
Taking the time to go through each box was worth finding this little envelope from my Mom. It reminded me to connect to others as she did, to think of the other before myself, to share what I have and to let others know they are important in my life. The Postage Money envelope is a treasure to me along with the tears that remind me of the blessings I received being loved by such a good and sensitive person.

Mom with her great-granddaughter, Nadia
©Jane H. Johann
January, 2009

“Ottawa Sunset”©Jane H. Johann
Palmyra, WI 11/28/2017

“Quilt by Audrey Neu”
2016
Photo Credit©Jane H. Johann
Palmyra, WI
dedicated to Audrey Neu
dream at dawn takes shape during the night
cascading into patterned diamonds of delight
*
colors and hues lend tone to the day
creating a fabric of generosity in her kindhearted ways
*
inspiration guiding the imagination–buttering her knife
village squares extending into a pattern of life
*
the triangle design –God, you and me–
woven in and out with the needle you see
*
taking the abstract into the concrete
concern for others is her mystique
*
offering furniture to the immigrants
opening her pocketbook and lending a hand
*
creating time to listen to those in need
community minded…the song in her deeds
*
sharing laughter inside out
colors of caring painted in cloth
*
nurtured by her love of God with little fear
onward she prods, strength layered through the years
*
joy and faithfulness are her threads
as she tends to the hostas in her garden bed

“Quilt by Audrey Neu”
Photo Credit©Jane H. Johann
Palmyra, WI 2016
The two quilts pictured above were sewn by Audrey. She has created over 100 quilts after 45 years of being a Principal and Teacher in the Catholic Schools in Milwaukee, WI. Each year she creates a quilt for the House of Peace in Milwaukee. Each quilt takes about 3 months to complete.
This poem is a small gift to Audrey for all the help and support she has given me through the years and mostly, for her friendship! Her grandmotherly like kindnesses to my children and grandchildren were pure gift! Thank you, Audrey!

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