Walk with me…

C’mon, this way

past the gate

and up on the ridge

now over to the line fence

and look what’s on the other side paradise

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Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

 Photo by Mary Bach

Solstice Psalm

Photo by Mary Bach

Cold are the people,
Winter of life,
We tremble in shadows this cold endless night,
Frozen in the snow lie roses sleeping,
Flowers that will echo the sunrise,
Fire of hope is our only warmth,
Weary, its flame will be dying soon.

-by Daniel Kantor

 

Wordless Wednesday

Oh Chirstmas Tree

by Mary Bach

Looking at 
the Christmas tree
I see the room reflected
in a single, shining ornament,
my childhood hung on the tree

This is for micro-poetry at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.  Click on the link and check it out.

Otis

Occasionally Otis smells bad
and at times he is rude in public.
He can be messy, oh yes…
 
But he never
holds a grudge.
He is honest, guileless
and kind
faithful and
filled with faith
in me.
He is brave and funny,
a born optimist.
 
My dog is a better person
than any of us.

-Photo by Mary Bach

The Art of Winter

-Photo by Mary Bach

There is a beauty in
negative spaces,
in winter,
in life drawing down
to a
point
 
the stark dark and light
of trees and snow,
of moon and night
of hunger and time,
thickening, lengthening, slowing
blown by winds
drifting at our door
beautiful and dangerous
call to us
 
winter draws us down
to the bone

 

This is 55+ for the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads where we are asked to write 55 words on the topic of our choosing, and if we would like to deal with some pairing of two things.  Click on the link and check it out.

Wordless Wednesday