placing the new calendar
on the wall
all the new spaces
without words
God’s time
The Word
And the Word
was made flesh,
and dwelt among us . . .
full of grace
and truth.
From John 1:14 (KJV)
looking at trees
looking at trees
I remember prayers
of friends
new year
new year
on the horizon
simple lines
of barns and trees
in the fog
almost Christmas
almost Christmas
through the evergreens
clear blue sky
Psalm 147 “He giveth snow . . .”
He giveth snow
like wool:
he scattereth the hoarfrost
like ashes.
Psalm 147: 16 (KJV)
snowflakes
snowflakes
floating in the air
separate
together
artists
across places
and time
Quiet Christmas Poetry 