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Tag Archives: winter
How It Goes
Early in the morning, right before the break of day, standing at the transom one eye turned to either way, soaking in the silence of the crisp December air, trying to remember what he did to get back there. How … Continue reading
The End: a chanso
Again the end comes ’round. The nights grow longer still, and taint each daylight hour with hints of gray. A year is gone! Profound, how time escapes, and will elude our grasping power and run astray. Our clock is now … Continue reading
Midwinter’s Tale: a carol (or carole)
Joyous tidings! Dance and sing! Born, the sun, and with it, Spring! Birth and rebirth, life’s delight: in dark winter’s longest night comes the spark of new year’s light. Joyous tidings! Dance and sing! Life’s bright flame shines through the … Continue reading
Hymn to Mithras
Praise for the sun born on this night Praise for the coming of the light On winter’s longest stretch of dark We praise the tiny, faintest spark Praise for the coming of the new Praise for the frost, soon turned … Continue reading
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Tagged Midwinter's Night, Mithras, paganism, ritual, seasons, winter, Yule
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Dividing Up the Blame
Wind blowing through a courtyard Shattered windows turn their broken eyes on me Blind, can’t see the street because I’m crying for my soul is in the gutter, trying to find release Is there something on that wall? Looks like … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Statements
Tagged blame, desperation, homelessness, responsibility, seasons, winter
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Yule Log 2004
The times when goodwill, peace and love are praised are rare indeed; and rarer still those instances when thought translates to deed. So in such seasons where these things are found, take heart, rejoice, and with compassion, grace and honor … Continue reading