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A Time for New Life

A Time for New Life

Advent: Day 19 “What do you want to do with these plants you have in the attic? They’re dead. I’m bringing them down,” Todd said. “Oh, I know. I killed them.” Neither of the two orchids had shown any signs of life for months but I had kept hoping. I had to accept my...
On a Cold Winter’s Night

On a Cold Winter’s Night

Day 18: Advent is a time for Chili “Oh honey, it’s cold out there!” Todd said when he got back from walking Fannie. “Seven degrees!” I remembered the left over Chili from Saturday night sitting on the basement steps. My mom would make Chili on the day we all piled...
Heaven and Earth

Heaven and Earth

Day 17 Advent is a time to try to be poetic. What is the shadow ‘neath a wing? No fence to hold you in. Beyond, though clouded, boundary lines are clear. Safe are you within His watch. Surrounding colors set with stars, circles orbiting to eternity, we travel on a...
Bell Ringers on Brady Street

Bell Ringers on Brady Street

Day 16 Deb’s Advent Calendar When the sun is scarce and the air too cold to breathe in, I do my best to ignore the dryness in my eyes and on the tips of my fingers. I listen to more music, I try to remember to take vitamin D, I take walks, all to help alleviate...
Bloom

Bloom

Sun, where have you gone? Seeds of youth now buried deep yet fed by soil still. Nourishing our growth from darkness comes Your brilliance; streams of light at dawn. Pass not a shadow of unrest, but protecting, till our faith takes hold. Beauty yet unseen, under earth,...
“A Late Letter to Sam”

“A Late Letter to Sam”

Day 14 Deb’s Advent Calendar Advent is a time for remembering pets. Day 14: Advent is a time for remembering pets. It came on a night I was feeling hopeless. The letter was from a poet named Sarah I had met through my years of blogging. She had often encouraged...
The Poet Comes and Calms the Storm

The Poet Comes and Calms the Storm

I wake and know I’ve been awakened. It’s a sense as if someone is in the room with me and has been waiting. A faint light crosses the ceiling as if in streams leading to the window. But I notice it’s not the window it’s leading to. There’s a rectangular...
Companion

Companion

Day 13 Debbie’s Advent Calendar Poetry in Motion Thirsty shores quenched by laughing, lapping waves. Sky wrinkled from a long night’s work. Dark clouds, weighty cloaks, revealing pockets full of mystery. Against the somber waters, wings of hope appear overhead and her...
Child of Wonder

Child of Wonder

Day 11 Deb’s Advent Calendar It’s eleven degrees outside and still dark. We’re drinking coffee and Fannie is chewing on her new pig toy. Mary is watching. “Did you really write that? A wee Babe’s face’?” Todd asks after I read him my poem. “I did. You don’t like...
Immanuel

Immanuel

Day 10 of Deb’s Advent Calendar. A weeping prophet. Well-acquainted with accusations. He was only 17. He had inner turmoil. He had no comfort, he was lonely, and discouraged. He preached for 40 years without success. He didn’t choose his work, he struggled, he...
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