Something warm for a cold day. Winter wind howls boldly and shakes the rafters tall, Yet no wind can quell the fire, nor the joy within the hall. Round food and drink we gather, voice raised up in song And eat and drink together, though some avoid the throng! In little nooks and crannies, still… Read More Keeping Out the Cold
A little melancholy, but I hope something that brings peace as well. A silver fall of ash drifts on a golden breeze While the frosty winter wind carries autumn leaves. A quiet soul disturbed by the changing of the tides Looks out to where the light quietly subsides. No fairies yet emerge in the dying… Read More Between Burdens
Because I needed something worth writing in sparkly gold ink that I got for Christmas. And the Chinchilla of Hope is a common thing in an online community that I participate in. (Yes, some poems come from silly places.) I hope you like it, and that it sparkles enough without the ink. Bright dance the… Read More Chinchilla of Hope
I found the opening stanza of this one in an old poetry notebook. (I have a lot of those.) And decided to finish it out. It may be a bit early in the day for the cozy sleepy mood, but I hope you enjoy it. A crackling hearth, warm and bright Gentle voices in the… Read More Quiet Fire
Something for your Christmas, especially for those who feel caught in the darkness. In shattered hope and broken dreams The truth comes silent and in-between In-between betrayals In-between all loss In-between the pages Where comes yet the cross. Let broken spirits gather near In ghostly presence in-between In-between the hoping In-between the pain. In-between the… Read More Between