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Rainy December mornings like this cause a pause for some reflection

Quiet settles in - each day, another one leaves debris: they were here

for Algot

There's rhythm in it - a steady drip-drop melting of the icicles

Winter cardinal alights on a patch of snow; a notice-me red

Muscle memory: while sitting by the fireplace, arms ache from chopping

Running parallel along the fence line, the fox feigns invisible

& find a field of lilacs — Danez Smith

for sitting; flitting about the flowers, it showers you with grace: faith is the hope on which we wait

Day 25 for #AdventPoems24 inspired by 'little prayer' by Danez Smith https://poets.org/poem/little-prayer

Confuse my mind with images – Elinor Wylie

Imagine contours and landscapes;

Remember sounds of this turning Earth to ground you inside each forgotten moment -

Sit, for a spell, in the place we call home

Day 24 for #AdventPoems24 Inspired by 'Let No Charitable Hope' by Elinor Wylie https://poets.org/poem/let-no-charitable-hope

Times of quiet and fire, of low storm clouds and skies so blue ... — Silas House

All it took then was for you to reach right up, where your fingers were swallowed whole inside the mist of the mountain, catching our breath on a threshold of wonder, of love; hope

Day 23 for #AdventPoems24 inspired by 'Lark Ascending' by Silas House https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1mMIKnZM1jq6CAi_1jzlJ6ujUFBJIyjSHkNwabBI4tOU/present#slide=id.g3183fe2154a_0_0

This morning broke cold – bitter, even, and biting - bundle up; we're bold

for Algot