Poems for the Season
Advent - Christmas
Fall into Winter - Halloween, All Souls Day, Christ the King, Thanksgiving, Advent, Immaculate Conception, Power of Holy Spirit, Christmas Eve, Christmas Day,
Christ is Born, Holy Family, Light of the World, Epiphany, New Year, Jesus Baptism.
Giving
Give when others take. Take what others give.
Find the proper place, place all wherever you live.
To give is to take the bounty of His love.
Love comes without us giving, a gift from above.
To give is to love, to love you must take, what is given from above,
you must give for His sake.
Can’t Sleep Tonight
Sleep can’t find me, again tonight, darkness around me, cold and damp,
the trees are shedding, their green cloak turned blazing then gone.
Cannot afford to let the moon slip by, avoided by the light.
Too many days for old, the past taking center stage,
for I have not given up the fight.
Cold winds blow, the house relays a creak.
Slumber only for those not troubled,
wrapped warm to stay the frigid bleak.
To keep the candles burning on, hopeless vigil,
watching nothing, silence fills the deep.
The lonely battle starts to fade, thoughts ramble,
mind to matter, focus dimming,
head to pillow, resistance turns to sleep.
We Lit a Candle for You
We lit a candle for you, in the smoke I tried to see you. Can your image be seen?
The smoke swirling and showing shapes and figures as it rises . . .
. . . and then gone.
I felt you hugging me as I cried. You said, I’m here, I am with you, and I love you.
It’s okay, my spirit is alive. I am with you here, right now,
believe me, even though you don’t see me.
I am waiting for you at the end. For now, it is only the beginning.
I knew you father before I was born. I was a part of you then, I am still with you now.
I was a happy child, you helped give me that. I am an even happier child now,
I am with you in spirit, I am happy in the place I am at.
To lead you must follow, to follow you must lead. For to lead people on the right path,
you must follow the right way.
I am here to help guide you. I am here to stay. I can teach you and show you.
My gift is my way. To hold you again, I must help you each day.
For to see you at work, is the price I must pay.
The candle is not me, it is not where I am at.
Only when you light it does it show you my path.
Take time and listen, for I am always there. Don’t be afraid, I will guide you,
don’t stop, don’t despair. It’s not your mind playing tricks on you,
I am whispering in your ear.
We left the church happy. It was a sad night for sure. I want to keep remembering,
I want to show how much I care.
I am still your father, sometimes it doesn’t seem fair.
I keep listening, looking and watching, for your signs, for your face.
I find myself; I find you. Our spirits in candlelight, moving forward in God’s grace.
Christmas Passage
The soft lights glow as the candles burn low. Moon beams catch the pine branches
blanketed with freshly fallen snow.
All is quiet tonight, spare a timid swirl of wind. Taking dance partner with a leaf,
watch them sail, see them blow.
Nothing can hear me, tonight on this eve.
I carry only reverence as my thoughts help me ponder,
warm gentle feelings my winter mind will believe.
An age of forgiveness, the time my heart must show.
Christmas Day my rite of passage, morning light will always know.
Bring Sleep
Bring sleep, a child’s head, deep in my mind, winter’s bed.
Flakes, crystal, white, falling, greenery shining so bright.
Down the stairs, inside cozy and warm, flickering fire light.
Years pass this eve, under the tree, dreams find youthful delight.
A long rest needed, sleep finds joy breathing, on a cold dark night.
Believe
Soft white billowing, flakes falling down. God’s message bringing,
settling softly on the ground.
Thoughts of new beginning, of what was once . . . pretend,
memories and meaning, of what could have been.
Calm and peaceful feelings, nature’s annual reprieve,
minds open to spirit reason, for a moment can we believe?
We Are One
Halleluiah! The child is born! Bringing mercy to all, let us dance and adorn.
Put down our sword, take the shell from our gun, it is peace we can afford,
for this special child we are one.
Snow on Christmas
The snow falls down slowly, in solemn crystallized flake.
Lying out over the meadow so tenderly, over the stream and frozen lake.
The serenity of your passage, feeling peace in nature’s womb.
The soft wind blows your message. A warm glow fills our room.
Your stillness and innate beauty, holds us captive on this day.
Your virgin snow amenity, so fresh, so soft, so great.
Fresh snow covers everything, so clean, so pure, so white.
The birth of your son this morning, covers our sins, brings us light.
Glistening, sparkling, unafraid, floating down from above.
Snow reminds us what you’ve made: peace, tranquility, and love.
Daily Rebirth
Shades of gray, black and white. Colors are refractions through water of light.
Without water there would be no life.
Splendid gorges water cuts through rock like a knife.
Along the stream the wind waves the grass.
Mixing natural colors as the water flows past.
A deer wanders closer, smelling the crisp fresh air,
looking up every so often, just to beware.
As a bright orange flame cuts through the cloud,
sanctuary of peacefulness shrouded without sound.
The trees are not moving, their leaves not awake.
Floating in slow motion, a single snowflake.
The sun brings us honor, gives us power and sight.
With a relentless revolution it cuts through the night.
The wind comes to wake us blowing from the hills to the plain.
Orchestral crescendos formed into a natural refrain.
We find in our longing, the natural feelings of this earth.
We cannot live without these sensations of daily rebirth.
Can we love each other more?
Just night. Can’t sleep tonight. Can’t rest, ignore the pain, nothing found.
Darkness encroaches, creates fright, creeps into the room without a sound.
Passing time does not bring joy. Shaking, unsettled inside.
Conversations sometimes annoy. Schedules, pulling me from you; earthly tide.
I want to dig deeper, find you, and see more there.
Show the whole world your work. How you loved us and how much you care.
I cannot judge others; I cannot criticize or smirk.
I feel the power of your presence alone. I feel the universe.
Without you I no longer feel at home.
I must find a new plane; I do not want things to be worse.
Fear is no different. Acknowledging truth can bring pain.
I can’t believe you are gone. I didn’t want things to change.
We are all together heading down the same trail.
Finding our way to an eternal gate. The risks are real to us, there is no veil.
We are on a tightrope not an interstate.
How did we not see this before? I want to reach others, to tell them the truth.
I want to use flashing lights and a loudspeaker. But I feel trapped in a phone booth.
Can the message be that simple? Is it that easy to ignore?
Can we sustain a new level of existence? Can we love each other more?
Winter’s Night
There is a cold wind blowing outside my window tonight. As if broken into delicate pieces,
pulled on winter’s breeze, a shattered white sky.
All has stopped now except the new falling snow.
Time will not remember my name or my face,
moving fast like the flakes to the ground far below.
It doesn’t seem to matter to the beauty of this place.
Sleep, sleep, for now you are engulfed in winter’s solstice.
Sleep, for a dream might fall, along with a crystal flake.
From above my belonging to a place with a promise,
eternal wind calling from a heavenly snow-covered lake.
Walk with Me
Cool breeze, the sun glistens off the trees, branches covered with snow.
A touch of the morning, time stands still, letting nature’s beauty show.
“Walk with me,” the trail calls, having nowhere else to go.
The air is crisp, I feel alive, there is nothing else I need to know.