poetry – Evelyn Klebert

Reflections (Scattered Poetry)

February 18, 2025

Time on the Edge

It seems I should be comfortable now,
Lying just so,
So precariously.
One false move,
Ouch, another cut.
Seems like I’m spending more time
Than I ought here.
Right here on the edge.
And so I breathe deeply,
And let it out in a sigh,
And let the fear and panic dissipate,
And the storm clouds go unacknowledged.
Taking a moment, a quiet one,
Here on the edge,
My time to ponder the “why” of it all.
Wonder “why” I keep coming back,
Back to the same spot.
What exactly was it I missed,
Last time around.
Eyes always fixed ahead,
On the next step,
on the time when everything is right again.
Although I never quite get it right,
What that time is supposed to look like.
So instead I’ll lean back,
And soak in the scenery,
Maybe pitch a small tent,
Build a campfire and take a long look around.
After all I wouldn’t keep coming back
If there wasn’t something here,
Something to see,
Something to know.
Or maybe just a moment to learn,
To learn to quiet my own heart.

Spending Time

Waiting
Waiting desperately
for change to come.
eyes fixed on a different time,
so cognizant of the anxiety of the present.
Waiting
Waiting for a painful stretch to end,
blinded by the anguish and uncertainty
of the moment.
Breathing deeply
and stopping thought
that breeds discord.
Stopping thought
and moving in the present,
quietly in each moment,
learning to live peacefully
in uncertainty.

A thousand years ago . . .

Is it a thousand years ago since I have seen your face?
And I have left what should be finished hanging in an uncertain place.
Is it so much time since we’ve expressed the truth?
My hope was to be closer to you
But it’s all fallen away.
I can’t believe you’ve left.
I expected the earth to cave into itself when you did.
But it was quiet, somber, silent perhaps.
And so gently, as was your soul.
The world since you’ve gone is perplexing to me.
We’ve all lost our center, our very gravity.
I couldn’t have imagined this place in your absence.
And while I know you’ve gone, moved onto new adventures,
In some ways it feels that you’re still here, waiting quietly,
To egg us on, to hold us close, to let us know you’ve never left.

New Editions of Considerations and Explanations

July 23, 2024

Well, the great project this summer has been revamping and revising old editions of books. My two poetry books, Considerations and Explanations, have now been released with new layouts and covers. I hope you check them out. 🙂

Sometimes the struggle to understand the meaning and complexities of living comes down to a single moment of introspection or a fleeting yet meaningful reflection. This collection of poetry by Evelyn Klebert takes you down a winding path of self-discovery where the resolution may not always be absolute, but the journey is indeed unforgettable. It is a wide and varied map of inspired poetry for your examination and consideration.

Cornerstone

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In this, her second poetry collection, Evelyn Klebert takes us down the intricate path of a personal journey. Life, with its particular struggles, pitfalls, and ultimately triumphs, clearly begins to mirror a universal path, the quest for answers that we all ultimately pursue. In this reflective, esoteric collection, we can all explore and seek some of life’s elemental mysteries and, hopefully, when all is said and done, emerge with some Explanations.

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Poetry from Considerations

July 18, 2024

Considerations is available at Cornerstone Book Publishers, Amazon, and most other online retail booksellers.

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More Pandemic Poetry

September 28, 2021

Light

I think when there is nothing I can control
I am to learn to let go.
I think when I am drenched in fear
I am to learn to trust that there is safety.
I think when I feel my footsteps give way
I am to be still and know the quiet.
I think when I can’t see what is beyond
I am to learn to listen.
And in the stillness
I am to learn to be something new.

Pandemic Poetry

September 21, 2021

Well, a lot has happened lately. A rather substantial hurricane hit the New Orleans area, turning life upside down for a lot of people, and this pandemic has dragged on longer than I think anyone could imagine. In my own little world somewhere along the way, I started writing poetry again. I used to actually write it quite a bit. It’s very different, for me, from writing fiction or nonfiction. It’s sort of a quick, burst of creativity or emotion if you will. So, if you will indulge, I’ve decided to post one of my poems, from a building collection I call Pandemic Poetry.

Here We Are

And here we are
when it seems most quiet
when nary you can hear a pin drop.
And here we are, waiting for a sigh of relief
or that silent crash of a wave over our heads.
Have we all tripped into insanity
or has the worst really passed over,
because we want so much for it to?
Has it, has it really?
And have we taken all we should from this moment.
Have we done our very best,
or is all just careening around the corner?
Until we finally understand.

Book Excerpts

July 17, 2021

Check out my new updated page for Book Excerpts! Just pop over to the Book Excerpt Page and you can either click on the link on the book covers or on the excerpt page on the side menu to see my most recent additions. Take a little time to forage through the Evelyn Klebert Collection. 🙂

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Rearranged

August 5, 2020

Things are not how I thought they would be.
Storms have swept in and broken our arranged lives apart.
We’ve had to rearrange, rethink, learn to be in a different space.
It can be difficult,
If we choose to look that way.
Or it can be filled with new nooks and different corners
Around where undiscovered treasure might lie.
And in a place, we wouldn’t have looked at all,
Wouldn’t have looked unless there had been the storms.

Moments

December 15, 2018

Moments

I can’t help but think about heaven.
Too many have left this world and traveled onward.
Trying at times to grip moments so tightly,
but understanding that they change, and will always.
So I take a deep breath,
and let it go.
And thank the ones who have crossed over
for all the special moments they gave me, lodged deep within my heart.
You never recognize them at the time,
just later,
the gifts, not until they’re gone,
can you really see.
So I take a deep breath and let go,
and remember to look around.
Because life is still filled with such treasures,
treasures past and those yet to come.