Persephone has returned again to the underworld.
The Sun paused for just a moment
and where darkness had reigned, the light
has begun to overcome it – but there
is still darkness, cold, and sadness ahead.
For a Moment
Tag winter
January Moon
waxing gibbous growing to the full moon
cold days and nights, snowy white ground,
white above, also cold, frozen places,
me, thankful to be inside where I
can read, write, sip spring tea, dream.
waxing gibbous, approaching Full Moon
Inspired by reading winter haiku, drinking a tisane of spring flowers and leaves, on a cold night with the almost Full Moon outside my window.
midwinter moon
a temple revealed
high in the heavens
~ Basho
Virgin Births
On this longest night, gods and goddesses
met to plan our Fates. Virgin mothers
gave birth to their sacred sons today.
Rhiannon’s Pryder. Isis’ Horus. Demeter’s Persephone. Perhaps,
Mary’s Jesus under a comet or conjunction.
Image by Dorothée QUENNESSON from Pixabay
Ghost Apples
When freezing rain settles on late apples,
it creates a glassy frozen coating. Then,
the apple defrosts before the ice does.
Rotting apple falls out the bottom leaving
a gothic icy ghost apple globe behind.
From the November window at my desk
I saw the maple flames last week.
Rain and wind and this square canvas
has returned to a simple line drawing.
A new beginning, a few remaining leaves
suggesting what the creator has in mind.
An Autumn Dance of Death
Female worker bees are working long hours
gathering autumn nectar for the colony’s winter.
Like me, they’re storing carbohydrates and protein
for when they stay inside, although unlike
bees, I hope not to die there.
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