Waiting Wintertime

tension tingles in the air, beads of frozen iron. All the talk’s of fronts, of air, cold, precipitation. Weather there’s an in-between the now and what is coming it might as well have never been against the future numbing frost and frozen water drops white as tufted ice-balls. We rush to board up home and […]

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January 7, 2026

Who would think it January? Not the birds chatting eagerly as they zoom from branch to branch, not the tiny blue flowers, newborn among the weeds, and not I, warmed by sunshine and emboldened by the wind.  Together, we savor this slice of Spring served so early in the year,  the dead world stirring to […]

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Though Sunlight Wanes

Sure though the light that led me through the day and hastens quickly to its wint’ry bed should deign to paint the clouds like kids at play: spilling flame and orange overhead, and though the shadows gath’ring round would dance their undulating coldness as the wane of mirthful brightness turns at last askance and closes […]

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Midwinter

The color drained from the world; the shallow breaths of death moved  across brown grass till nothing was left— except hope.  And nobody could see it— except the birds, who carry it, beak-full by beak-full, all over the grey,  the last ones who remember— nothing is really changed; life has only stepped away for a […]

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Winter Birds

They fly the sky in style fletching waspish cloud, winging raven calls through quiet to nests now full and loud. – The sky’s a little fuller with ravens in the air; proof the world will go on twirling ever live and fair. – – – Photo by Lidia Stawinska on Unsplash

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Come to Us

God, only God boundless as the wind wide as heaven’s sky, You, only You can make us filled within can be our what, our why. – We long for peace and grasp at wrath and war, seizing all You “no’s”. We long for love, rest from sad and sore, joy and full release. – Grace […]

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Introducing Wintertide

Dear Readers, We are pleased to announce to you the release of our first (and, at the current rate, possibly last) chapbook. For nearly a decade, we have been working on an Easter themed chapbook. Year after year, we would write new Easter poems and store them in this dusty, online vault, talking vaguely about […]

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New Style

Call the leaves that left last month. Onlookers see past skeleton limbs. Long, lone trunks cast shadows at sunset… Dawn flashes from sparkling branches! – – – Photo by Olga Kovalski on Unsplash

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Winter Worship

Praise to the Lord for the brown and the spare for branches devoid of their leaves, for ashling grey tree trunks all fallen and bare, for bushes blown sad in the breeze. – Praise for the sky-clouds that shadow the sun: for wintery silvery gauze, for knowing when all of the flowers are gone nature […]

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In Lieu of a Fireplace

In lieu of a fireplace, I warm my hands over the stove, feel the force of air shoving the cold  backward. I find the crackling fire track  on my phone and fill the silence  with whispering embers.  I strike a match, putting flame to wick, just to see the fire dance.  It’s no alpine chateau, […]

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