TIME
Again he waits and wonders
Mishandling time
Breaking the promise
Of not dawdling as though
Time was promised
Perspective was jarred
Dealt a blow
The dust has settled
Must now assume his space in it
Before ashes takes its turn
PR
12/06/14
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2014/12/poetry-pantry-230.html
This poem is for Poets United Poetry Pantry.
FIRST LIGHT
first light brings relief
a horrid night at an end
plotting it’s return
PR
12/07/14
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/12/carpe-diem-621-first-light.html
CHRISTMAS CAROLS
Before Christmas dawn
Heralding the new born King
Carolers from church
It’s Christmas morning
I know I have been naughty
Hope Santa is nice
Walking in the dark
While Singing Christmas carols
I hold my mom’s hand
As a child, at Christmas time, members of our church would go caroling all throughout the Christmas season. By this I mean standing out in the front of peoples homes, singing Christmas carols. It was usually at nights, the blackest of nights, it probably wasn’t but that was the perception. I was not fond of the dark, so I held fast to an adult hand. I made sure I did not get lost, left behind, or collected by the boogey man! I wonder is people still do that, a wandering band of carolers.
PR
12/06/14
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/12/carpe-diem-620-christmas-carols.html
