no more santa
the world has moved on
fifty percent off your desire
grab it while you can
run now
hustle, man
it’s goin’ fast
this kinda stuff
you
know
it don’t last
~
selling out
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Author Archives: nancy marie davis
The Short List
from week fifty-one, of the year two thousand ten.
Witness Series . by Glynn Young
Thursday’s Images . by Lambert
Applique hearts and paper cones . by Carina
Sunset on Shinnecock Bay . by Steve Gravano
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spark
light a candle
in the dark
it only takes
a little spark
the kind word
open door
smile
or a ride
an extra tip
a little hug
tip a hat
step aside
shake a hand
write a poem
wink
lend an ear
share dessert
laugh a laugh
notice
shed a tear
~
december 23rd
it may be
christmas eve-
eve
or the emperor’s
birthday
in japan
or maybe owen
frank’s birthday
or the night of
the radishes
in mexico
or the day
that oscar peterson
passed away
or the day that
sixteen survivors
of the andes flight
disaster were rescued
after seventy-three
days, having
survived
by
cannibalism
or
it may be a day
that you get to
give someone
the
Love
above all Love
understanding
it is given to us
in Jesus
where ever we are
pasta
i picked this image to post… just because.
it was taken in 2008.
this machine presses the pasta dough thinner and cuts it into log strips,
by feeding the dough into the top and turning the crank.
imagine
this pasta with some garlic and clams,
or maybe a deep red tomato sauce.
or both…
with
a bunch of us sitting around a big table, passing bowls,
bread, and butter to one another, gabbing up a storm.
that thought just makes me grin.
~
how many
natural daylight hours
do i have?
i can work in the dark,
but, that’s just not natural.
~
Holy is the One . Poem
Holy Is The One
always
coming
like the wind He
blows into
hearts unknowing
always with us
living through our
very being
we celebrate
worship
Him
more than on
certain days
people named
and
deemed Holy
the Gift
God has given
is
and He renews
that we may see
His Glory
and live
in His Love
~
taken
i had a dream
that i was pulled
through time
like an arrow
fast forward
i flew
into
halls of decay
decked for demolition
my body falling away
like peeling paint
all my
emptiness
emptiness
left in the dust
sunday’s tune
John Fahey plays
In Christ There Is No East Or West
1969
~
the short list
weeks forty-nine & fifty
a few marbles in the light…
1. bird and bear . at kickcan & conkers
2. i miss them . at b. meandering
3. friday’s pics . at lambert
4. it’s not happiness or it’s pursuit . at faith, fiction, friends
5. to keep it, give it away . at public christianity
6. december poem . at wilderness fandango
7. another from the field . at take a look around
8. thought for the day . at writing without paper
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rear view haiku
looking into my rear view mirror.
~
the rear view.
~
i wrote this quickly, thursday morning, before i left the house.
driving about 40 miles in all, i actually think that some
cars slowed down to read it. imagine that, cars slowing
down for something! especially at this time of year.
at least it might have entertained someone at one of the
stop lights.
if nothing else, i liked seeing it in my rear view mirror.
it would be better if i could get a marker that is not
quite as fat as the one they had at michael’s. i had to
write on an angle to make thinner lines.
Lord Jesus
let me
into Your light
warm and open
to the world
let me
sit at Your feet
hear Your
words
let me
live in the Love
that only You
can give
let me
into Your light
i am
Yours
still
morning grey
covering blue
moving
calmly
floating
over
everything
drenched
from rain
rotting
slowly
take it all in
keep it warm
and dry
twilight reflection
distant in this cold
bristling west wind
damp chill
to the bone
night
in this valley of
refugees from
the sun
where
i am left
wondering
why
i didn’t
make soup
creamy
zucchini with
herbs home filling
fragrance
floating on air
with broken
crust of bread
warm
buttered
rejoice
etymology
c.1300, “to enjoy the possession of,”
from O.Fr. rejoiss-, stem of rejoissant, prp. of rejoir “gladden, rejoice,”
from re-, intensive prefix + joir “be glad,”
from L.gaudere “rejoice”.
Originally sense in to rejoice in.
Meaning “to be full of joy” is recorded from late 14c.
~~~
i don’t fully understand what it means to rejoice in the Lord.
though, i know that i am told to rejoice in the Lord.
perhaps, rejoice, because i am in the Lord,
enjoy the knowledge that i am able to be in the Lord.
to enjoy the possession of life in the Lord, for what it is,
and to rejoice in the Lord, for who He is.
i am thinking there are many ways that people rejoice.
i know that what, or who, i rejoice in is important,
along with the fact that i have been told that, in Jesus, i am to do it.
along with the fact that i have been told that, in Jesus, i am to do it.
i believe that it is important to rejoice, in the Lord.
this, without always understanding how to rejoice in suffering for
my faith in Jesus, or in any kind of suffering for that matter.
perhaps, at those times, it’s a step in faith.
my faith in Jesus, or in any kind of suffering for that matter.
perhaps, at those times, it’s a step in faith.
and, maybe it is very much like Love.
i understand
that some
understanding
can be
overrated,
that some
understanding
can be
overrated,
but that faith
can not.
can not.
~
one word . rejoice
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