wrapping winter’s moon

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wrapping full cold winter’s moon

in sheath of silvery solstice

ways ancient; traditions new

wrapped with holly & mistletoe

deep into the shadowed wood

firelight beckons

sparks stars ascending

smoke curling, spiraling

cosmic ribbon path to

longest night full moon

wrap breath in frost

rime of nature’s turning


Written for Poetry 101 Rehab (Andy Townend – proprietor): Monday December 21: wrapping

Thanks, Andy, for continuing with Poetry 101 Rehab; Sorry, no can do haiku.

And, to poetry addicts everywhere: all the best of this special season, and may 2016 be a poem.


@ a darkened house 2015



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 The Dancing Lesson by Thomas Cooper Gotch

you challenge me

to changes

I sweave

to avoid

both the challenge

and the change

parched soil

Poetry Rehab 101: Rain


your words


on the parched


of my heart

your words

rain drops

on the seedlings

of my spirit

your words

rain drops

on the blossoms

of my soul


When responding to the prompt: Rain (on Poetry Rehab 101’s blog), a sense of déjà vu sent me to an inactive blog used during a NaPoWriMo (April 2014). The poem below is the rain I was reimagining/recalling.

Image: Windswept Landscape; Artist: Camille Corot; source: wiki.org


rain drops

from leaden


rain drips

from barren


rain splats

from broken


rain runs

from hardened




for my

parched soul


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