Thursday, December 31, 2009

soft snow encloses
the world
in the silence
of new year's regrets

Sunday, December 20, 2009

The First Creche

The fire light
casts its soft glow
on Mary's face
as she prepares
for the birth of her son.

The animals wait too
in quiet anticipation
for the new baby
that will soon be sharing
their manger.

Scholars watch the stars.

Shepherds sleep in the cold.

In another place
and another time,
brought together by worship
and sacrament,
a poor man named Francis
gets on his knees
and worships the Savior.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Skeleton trees stretch their gnarled branches
to the cold grey sky,
reaching their arthritic fingers
past the falling snow.

Our joints ache.

winter resurrection
a friend's face
on Google chrome

Friday, December 4, 2009

Pale and cold,
I dream of the tropics
and stare at the ceiling--
winter blood test. 
Pale and cold,
I warm my hands
on the red mug--
winter blood test.
pale and cold
dreams of tropical islands
blood test 

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Spiritual Flu

Just when the ride becomes easy,
just when I become complacent
God has me on my mental knees
begging Jesus and the saints
for mercy and prayers.

As my world spins and twists
out of control,
I  grasp in blind panic
for something solid--
something to stop the world
from whirling
and me
from vomiting up
my center of gravity.
Poems © Gemma W. Wilson