Adventing, Still
Sunday Eve
Mountains blue
ripple our horizon
above the river sleeping;
ribbons silken trim the sky
amethyst, pearl, gold,
as if the earth
was readying to greet
the baby we've been
Advent-waiting.
This poem is offered for One Shot Wednesday.
11 Comments:
Lyrical, lovely, luminous.
I went out to see the full eclipse night and thought about the word "luminous" and then you used it this morning.
Simply scrumptious.
Have a joy filled, love overflow Christmas,
Sarah
This is lovely. And luminous as Marueen said.
Like it lots!
I clicked the image for a closer look. Grand Central Station--that about sums it up.
What a pairing of words and image.
Blessings.
I took Piper to look at Christmas lights last night, and we found one creche that was missing a baby. I'd not really considered Advent until last year, when you all talked so much about the wait...
This is beautiful.
A lovely Christmas present not beneath the tree but hung on OneStopPoetry..reflecting the season. Come by http://beachanny.blogspot.com for my Christmas poem too. Thanks.
Beautifully done.
In addition to the spiritual aspect and references, "Seedlings in Stone" makes me recall the Blue Ridge Mountains. Fine lyrical quality throughout the poem. Merry Christmas.
You bring me peace.
this is beautifully written...the use and choice of colour was excellent...all the best and enjoy the christmas festivities...pete
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