Something that came to me this morning. I hope you enjoy it. Before the sun comes up And the noisy day begins, In the quiet of the darkness The press of ‘hurry’ thins. Listen in the stillness For the soft beloved voice That so often is forgotten As we face life’s every choice. A simple… Read More A Quiet Prayer
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