Poetry Friday Oatmeal for all

I’m sharing a poem that I composed earlier this week, the thoughts are reflections for the people who’ve all been affected by hurricane Harvey. I’m posting this from my phone while on a mini college visit with my daughter in NYC. (Image: viewing Chicago from the dunes restoration in Rogers Park.)


Making oatmeal,

not quick oats or 

instant oats

the 12-15 minute oatmeal,

the pool of history

oatmeal that 

stirs up



the oatmeal 

an arms distance

from the stove 

you stood and

cooked and

focused or


pools of childhood


the pot–

old, thin,


even it’s shape

bumped out here

and there,

that pot alone

had personality,

but what d’you

get from making 


that’s the real 







how can you

bring up 

money with


but some 

need money 

because all is 


share oatmeal 

with those 

who have 



© 2017 Michelle Kogan 

The Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted this week by Kathryn Apel, thanks Kat! Stop by her blog https://katswhiskers.wordpress.com/for more poetry! (Hope this link takes you there.)

About Michelle Kogan Art, Illustration, & Writing

Michelle Kogan is an artist, illustrator, instructor, and writer, creating colorful allegorical figure, flora and fauna paintings and children's illustrations, which have a sensitivity to endangered species, and the environment. She is an art instructor at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and the Evanston Art Center and offers Plein Air Painting Workshops at nature venues in the Chicago area including the Lincoln Park Conservatory, Peggy Notebaert Nature Museum, and Lurie Gardens at Millennium Park. Visit her online Etsy Shop at: http://www.MichelleKoganFineArt.etsy.com and her website: http://www.michellekogan.com
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29 Responses to Poetry Friday Oatmeal for all

  1. katswhiskers says:

    Such a different angle – but that stodgy warm and filling porridge is feeling just right, in striking a chord of connection and compassion. Beautifully done, Michelle.

  2. The thought of so many people losing everything they have just breaks my heart. It’s been such a terrible year for so many – my own region has been ravaged by wild fires, just as other places have been submerged by rain. They will need all the love and compassion we can send.

    • Hi Jane, yes I agree. If I can move topics for a moment, I want to congratulate you on your forthcoming book “Wild One,” it looks and sounds marvelous! I’m having a problem commenting on your blog again and I was wondering if you are on Facebook or linked in if you would connect with me, I could probably comment on either of those, or perhaps send me your email via mine, here it is: mkogan@mdandmk.com Thanks.

  3. lindabaie says:

    All the love in that pot with personality is what we have to give. You’ve written it beautifully, Michelle.

  4. Love this, Michelle. My post this week following the destruction of Hurricane Harvey stems from this very idea. Thank you for this beautiful message.

  5. Lovely–the pot, the oatmeal, the ritual..

  6. Comfort. So much is needed. My favorite part of your poem is the “bumped out here/and there” description…. Thanks for sharing, Michelle, and best wishes on your trip.

  7. mbhmaine says:

    Oatmeal does offer the ultimate comfort and pools of memory for me as well. I love how you so skillfully connected it to a broader community and compassion. Enjoy your time with your daughter.

  8. Such comfort offered in your poem and in a bowl of oatmeal cooked with love and shared with a generous heart.

  9. Linda M. says:

    What a wonderful metaphor. I love it…..how can one bring up money with oatmeal?

  10. haitiruth says:

    I love all the connections to the oatmeal. Have fun with your daughter! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com

  11. cvarsalona says:

    From such an ordinary act, love flows and memories are stirred, Michelle. What a lovely poem and your collection of art and poetry for Robyn is a colorful treasure.

  12. maryleehahn says:

    Small gestures (and pots of oatmeal) are part of the healing.

  13. carwilc says:

    Amazing how the most ordinary things, like oatmeal, hold the biggest life truths. You’ve captured that perfectly here.

  14. Thank you for this lovely poem reminding us of the real treasure: “love/understanding /compassion /community.” Without them, we have nothing.

  15. Comfort. So many in need of it. Nothing epitomizes comfort like a bowl of hot, steaming oatmeal. “but what d’you get from making oatmeal–that’s the real treasure…”

  16. This poem is so effective because you’ve sneaked into the heart of the situation from a surprising entry point: oatmeal. It’s so true that oatmeal = comfort. Occasionally, I make a big pot of the old fashioned kind for my family instead of dinner and it’s always a hit. Thanks, Michelle. I hope you enjoyed your time in NYC!

  17. Oatmeal hits the spot. Sharing, that is key.

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