An Angel Atop the Tree

This is a photo of my family’s Christmas tree this year, along with the angel that we always put at the top. We have had this angel for as long as I can remember, probably since before I was born. 

The angel came to announce
The nativity of salvation,
Not for those already virtuous
But for those willing to renounce
Their pride, to trust
In the Creator of creation:
Glorious is the Incarnation!

The one year (that I can recall) that my family did not put up our tree, along with the angel, is when we spent Christmas with my grandparents. That year, we chopped down a tree ourselves and topped it with a Santa hat. 

This post is brought to you by the 25-day Christmas challenge, day 20. The poem was inspired by the angel on the tree and FOWC: Virtuous.

From Behind the Trees

I wrote this last night, after Thanksgiving dinner, once my family had gone home, and the rest of us retreated to our own activities. I’m not 100% happy with the ending, but I am sharing it now for FOWC: Fidelity, since the moon has such fidelity as a poetic muse, for me and countless others. I write about the moon so often that there is a category on my blog for “poems about the moon.”


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Sapling

This is a tanka for Chèvrefeuille’s latest haiku challenge, and the theme is changing. When I wrote this, I was thinking of growth — changing from weak to strong.

support for growing
strengthening sapling tree’s trunk
never meant to stay:

you can stand straight on your own,
even when branches’ leaves sway

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