borrowed glow
The sinking sun illuminates
the cottage by the sea,
aflame with a borrowed glow,
borrowed from a borrowed light,
reflecting a reflected glory,
like Moses unaware
that his face was radiant.
Liz McFadzean
“At one time you were darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of...
Charlotte's angel kisses
What are those dots upon your face,
most darlingest of misses?
They could be chickenpox, I guess;
more likely, angel kisses.
As just a girl myself I thought
of freckles as a scourge,
but now I’m old and love those spots
and thrill as yours emerge.
You see, a...
Anoint in preparation: an advent carol
Anoint in preparation
The face, the hands, the feet;
Put blood upon the lintels
In venues where you’ll meet.
Wait for the cloud of glory
To settle in its place;
Do not intrude unhallowed
on ground that’s sacred space.
Tie ropes around your ankles,
Tie bells along your seams,
Tie Jesus to...
