Tag Archives: Winter

IN WANING LIGHT, A LITTLE PRAYER

The waning light. In my fright, a little prayer. . . A little blip in field of sight. . . There is benevolence out there. . . And there are allies, and good friends. . . And there are means … Continue reading

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DAYTIME IN A WINK (OR BLINK)

Daytime. Quick winter sun climb. Quick night fall. If we’re to seize the day at all, we must embrace, and maybe kiss it– attend to it as a small babe that needs our love. . . for yea, indeed, if … Continue reading

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PAIN: THE BUMMER AND THE UP-AND-COMER

Pain. It’s hard to name it anything except a bummer. But, you wish you will be worth your self and name. . . Therefore, you let the fact of how it hurts become your friend to teach you better means … Continue reading

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EACH DAY, ONE SLIVER

Each day, one sliver grows the moon, until it’s full– then, daily slivers shall it spurn, in long nights dark and taciturn. But, if we linger long enough, and look, we will learn, that, somewhat soon, with each month passed, … Continue reading

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PINK DECEMBER SKY

Startling– the glow flamingo pink up in dusk sky. . . the year’s slink back up from low, one more December day prepares to die, an infant year soon in to ring for which we may yet dream the wherefore … Continue reading

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STAY UP, SUN!

Winter sun droops to dusk I could tell it, “Sun! You’re no fun!” But that would no more make it stay up than would all the strength of a mighty elephant with two strong and long and sturdy tusks, So, … Continue reading

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PERHAPS I’VE STRUCK A NERVE

I must remember that a nerve splays into many tiny branches. So maybe it might be all right, according to my hunches, that there’s one mere ember of my fire still lighting this same, once-straight path, though it be hard … Continue reading

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