Presence (poem)

image source  Presence    Like snowflakes that softly fall, so is my love for you, landing gently around you, enveloping you like a cloud, a covering of white.   You will feel me, not as a coldness, as the real snow of a real winter, or like the breath of this...

Ski (poem)

Ski   I am deliberating: to ski or not to ski Lifts ensure an effortless climb up the hill Onward glide, but careful not to overdo Venturing down may require a little improv Every turn, take slow, then accelerate Yield, glissade, scatter snow in a flurry...

Ring Out, Wild Bells (by Alfred Lord Tennyson)

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false,...

Snow-Fall (poem)

Snow-Fall A single snowflake Floats weightless, airy But millions of flakes falling Land heavy, bring a roof crashing down Branches bend Dip underneath heavy snow Crack and break Descend on a cold hard ground In the stillness of night, do you hear The echo piercing...

Breath (Poem by Luci Shaw)

Breath When, in the cavern darkness, Jesus opened his small, bleating mouth (even before his eyes widened to the supple world his lungs had sighed into being), did he intuit how hungrily the lungs gasp?  Did he begin, then, to love the way air sighs as it brushes in...

A Poem by Luci Shaw

    “…for who can endure the day of his coming?”  ~ Malachi 3:2   When an angel snapped the old thin threads of speech with an untimely birth announcement, slit the seemly cloth of an even more blessed event with shears of miracle, invaded the privacy...

Poetry by Madeleine L’Engle

Madeleine L’Engle is probably best known for her book A Wrinkle in Time (which remained one of my favorite books growing up), but did you know she wrote sequels to A Wrinkle in Time, and she also wrote poetry, nonfiction, and several volumes of memoirs, totaling...

Made Flesh (poem by Luci Shaw)

I came across a few poems from Luci Shaw and Madeleine L’Engle recently, and will be posting a poem each day this week leading up to Christmas from one of them.  Below is one I particularly enjoyed. I tried searching for some artwork, but I could not find...

Snow-flakes (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

Snow-flakes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   Out of the bosom of the Air,       Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare,       Over the harvest-fields forsaken,             Silent, and soft, and slow             Descends...