Monday, December 19, 2011

I missed a week of advent

I missed a week of advent
as if it disappeared
or maybe never happened

I was in another place
with decorations and
carols all around
and greetings of cheer
from nice, new people
friendly, but unfamiliar

I sat in hotels, meetings and planes
that little convinced my heart or
soul of the soon coming day

I have returned home  
bearing an unseen weight
of responsibilities and
expectations with slight chance
I’ll catch up
or be caught up

Sunday, December 11, 2011

advent, again

only a fool
would retell a story
that resists a change
that the world adores

only a fool
would think life
might breath anew
on a dreary, winter morning

only a fool
would reach
for faith and hope
again and again and again

Monday, December 5, 2011

Seem So Different

There’s little buzz in our home
Advent begins, Christmas approaches
Decorations are an obligation
And only a few materialize

There’s talk of times past
And of kids now grown
Wondering how we did it all
Guilty whispers that can be ignored

How can an empty nest
Seem so busy?
How can a season
Seem so different?