entering
the human heart . . .
advent light
December 2011
in spite of
the weather forecast . . .
morning rain
moon viewing –
the cool air sipped
between clouds
morning praise
out of the mouths
of babes
bearing up
under the beams
of love
birds of prey
feathering their nests –
advent greed
wasted breath –
exhaling words
all at once
laurel wreath –
a poet dusts
away words
softly treading
a shag pile carpet –
dream lover
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