12.30
I sit beside the fire, place
names dotting cabin walls.
Gunflint, Lutsen, Rainy,
Grand Marais, up north
in deed.
Through the windows
a large coyote peered
one New Year’s morn
eyeing us and the dog
as potential.
Tonka barked and backed
knowing a predator when
he met one, while we
looked back from inside
the zoo.
His territory more than ours
even though we paid and
built in it. nature knows who
was here
first.
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12.29
let the words flow
through me.
my silent prayer.
let me get out of
the way for the
quiet inside
that sees and listens
and opens
to the more.
let those who have
ears to hear,
hear.
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12.28
nine round bodies
stark black on bare
branches against
a blazing blue
winter sky
cardinals, as they
turn profile, plump
against the fringe
of snow, wind and
chill.
they huddle and
keep each other
company, nestling
to one another as
in consolation.
we all nest in caves
and branches of our
device, hoping for
others to share
our desperation.
12.27
journeys of life, pathways
of the heart. take us
homeward wherever we
are.
12.26
good morning moon
shining through bare
winter limbs to say
hello.
stark, clear, magical
norman rockwell in
brilliance, you greet
us.
the quiet before dawn
speaks volumes.
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12.25
As a Joseph I could
only watch and wait
while the miracles went
on around me.
As a Joseph I could
only hope and pray
that the One and my
love would arrive safely.
Sometimes our work is
to watch and to wonder
and give thanks
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12.23
the fatigue of an evening
spent with friends, glasses
raised, songs sung, stories
shared.
the fatigue of lives that
care and carry on, a
weariness worth
bearing
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12.22
warm lights, tree decor,
ornaments with names
of children and hopes
fulfilled.
fifteen years, long term,
anniversary, child born,
power ranger orb, etched
silver cradles.
birth of the One matching
births of our own. family
story evoked and shared
here.
we hold hands and gaze
with wonder at what has
happened, thankful for
the now.
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12.22
metallic strips stripping
shoppers talking stalking.
panic money spending
bank protections wending.
when does the money tree
memo take a break, and
people calm the season
for some heart and Jesus’
sake.
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12.20
mix sugar, flour, eggs, butter,
chocolate, drop by teaspoon
onto butter greased pan,
insert heart scan probe
and proceed.
Christmas goodies like
grandma made before
we knew about blood
vessels and blockages
and trips to the ER.
some things simply are
nourishment. for souls,
and smiles and warm
rememberings. home
fires that lend more
than heat.
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