Christmas Lights

Passing by on the road the blackened shining windows of houses lying—-still. Abode of man melding in with night-ness creeping slowly into silent sleep. – What sight is this? a brash of brilliant, color splash electric green and red bedazzled string of shining lights Here a reindeer Santa, here a juggling Grinch here a snowflake […]

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I Believe

I believe Christmas matters because the whelming weight of sundown cold as dark presses in on us and reminds our souls why we need the light – I believe Christmas matters because pagans huddled up in huts dead as dark pressured by the prince of deep malevolence need to see the Life – I believe […]

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Shrouded Path

Steps of slapping leather, on the rain-slicked stone mist like drapes of ghost-light, gauzing path to home. The road winds, disappearing, into a foggy shroud as bobbing luminescents try to light the cloud. Off ahead a shout–of horror or success– a mist’ry trail adventure that you can only guess. – – – Photo by Alexander […]

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To a Puffer Fish

If I could simply swallow O the way you can swallow H2O, then I would float up in the sky a spiky balloon and stab the clouds till they showered water droplets over me. – You get to float— an over-eaten beach ball— pumbling in tumbling currents down beneath the chopped-up waves No one tries […]

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Trout

A rainbow swims — little rings that whirl in circles round. Mouth goes puff little bluffs creating bubbles in the wake. Smooth as slimy, cool as mud, shiny in the sun-patched light, streaming through the glass of rippled waves. – – – Photo by Kelly : https://www.pexels.com

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Winter Trees

The trees have taken off their shirts and barrel-chested stand prepped to take the plunge   in winding winter winds. They stand together bold and thin former glory on the ground staring deep at coming days with steely confidence born of wisdom. Calm, and brave.

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The March

What is this host that streams in through the gate? That laughs and speaks of glory of triumph over hate? Of people who have suffered (unknown, unloved, unread) subjected to the cross and stake now marching from the dead? – How conquer you? So many different walks: Mothers, fishers, soldiers, princes, plowmen talk. What is […]

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The Stars Speak

Breath mist hangs— and whisps away. Frost grass crunches under feet. The trees point up, their ever-arrow tops aiming the sky, a tent–stretched out– of velvet blackness chill; canvas for the spark, the dot the splattered brightness lavished… a trail of shine-stream majesty flung—across the void. Worlds, and lights and sparks of sights, a thousand […]

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Steely Heart

Create in me a heart of steel that does not flee when arrows fly that does not yield to sin or bow. A heart of Garnet, red with bold. A stubborn heart, that faiths through smart when winds and doubts assail my hold— when all my comforts disavow. A heart that does not why the […]

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