The world lies in a darkness, thinned by fog. Stillness wraps the moment with reverance. I've a cat in the window, keeping watch for angels-- human eyes can't see what the heart must sense. Small fingers will soon arrive, rending paper, scattering bows, in frenzied, joyous excess. The world will soon awaken, but I keep a solitary vigil to remember the coming of Light in human flesh, the birth of Love's true son.
There's something to be said about catching an early morning on Christmas Day. Your poem has captured most of them. Thank you for sharing it and Merry Christmas to you.
For the past two years (2006-2008) The Bridge of Silver Wings has earned a name for itself both as a series of poems published in different e-zines and as a book first published in 2007.
What makes this 2009 edition a special one is th
A short story of mine was included in an anthology of short fiction by fourteen of Port Town Publishing Company's authors. It is out of print and no longer available except as a download. Contact me at charlenetess@yahoo.com if you want it.
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