This should all have been so cozy.
Category: Christmas
Missed It
The Magi showed up / And revealed / Divinity
Sick Day Tanka
I am so, so, sick
Enlarged Heart
Last night, my adopted son who bears my name met his paternal biological grandparents for the first time.
Sonnet XLI – Christmastide
It’s “Boxing Day” which means the season’s o’er? In ‘Murica, again, we have it wrong.
Don’t Yuck Someone Else’s Yum – #SoCS
You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
Inexplicable Incarnation
Who would do /
This / On purpose?
Then What?
In general, I find a great deal of peace and predictability in the turning of the liturgical seasons. In other ways, it’s tremendously troublesome.
Always waiting. Always looking for what’s next. “OK, that one’s done, and I guess it didn’t ‘work’ either. What do we wait for next?”
Unwrapping the Gift of Wenceslas
I have to be honest; I’ve never liked this carol much.
On Advent – VII: Wait With Me
Life cycles.
Sonnet XXXIX: On Advent – VI
I wait for joy. Again, this year, I wait.
On Advent – V: Artificial Perfection
They thought / They were / Making / Memories
On Advent – IV: Displaced Darkness?
Last night / We watched the candles / Lighted
On Advent – III: Anticipation
Meant to be joyful waiting
On Advent – I: Love Has Freed Us All
Life finds a way / Love finds a way / Amor nos omnes liberavit
tempore vanitatis
measure the passing of our existence
God is not dead
God is not dead, nor doth He sleep
bleak sufficient
Enough. Fall down!
on advent – viii
perspective is key
on advent – vi
the waiting gets old
defying atrophy 