Warm Coats

For Fandango’s Flashback Friday, on the last day of the year. This is from one of my old poetry notebooks and was written on 5/27/2018.

I wear your love like a warm coat,
Like a water-resistant raincoat,
Impermeable to sadness and fear.
It is soft and comforting,
It is safe, spacious enough to be inviting:
I wear your love the way
I used to wear jackets, every day,
As if it were a second skin.

woman in sweater crossing arms on chest
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A Sonnet the Week Before Christmas

My response to Ingrid’s “Festive Sonnet Sunday” (on Monday). Also for FOWC: Product and MVB: Vivid. This sonnet describes how many people feel this time of year. I tend to vacillate between the 2 halves of the poem.

Appreciate the lights around the tree,
Vivid, although the angel is not lit:
Enjoy the many ornaments to see,
Fighting against the dark a little bit.
I care not for the products underneath
The tree, but love which gifting represents
Is precious and does lasting joy bequeath —
This is the loveliest munificence. Continue reading

Crown of Thorns

A second Quadrille for DVerse because I just wrote this and figured why not share. πŸ™‚

They crowned Him
To mock Him,
But nothing
Could block Him
From extending grace to that crowd.
The Most High
Was never proud,
And never called angels
To take pain away:
He underwent suffering
As an act of loving,
Rose on the third day.

The Places We Have Passed

For FOWC: Spot and MVB: Road. I am also linking to the Friday Writings (on a Sunday). The prompt is optional, yet this happens to relate tangentially because of the pain of loss. This poem was written while thinking of those people who affected my life in a hugely positive way, yet who are no longer a large part of my life. It’s horribly painful when friends grow apart, even if there’s not a particular reason for it, other than lives diverging. Anyway, without further ado… Continue reading