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Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Not just bleakness
A few days ago my friend David sent me his latest poem, spawned in depression. Now as the events of my week unfold (see previous post), it seems more appropriate that ever.
¶ 10:55 am 1 comments*Not Just Bleakness*Skeletal tree in barren garden,stripped and barein December airbereft of sunshine’s startling pardon,Grace and gift that drives out darkness.But light is dyinglike frail leaves lyinggaunt and pale in winter’s fastness.Yet in each yearly deadly leisurelife remainsin unseen veinstill earth releases buried treasure.(C) David Grieve 2005
Monday, December 05, 2005
It never rains...
(Category: life)
This week promises to be busy in MLPK, not to mention a case of bus syndrome (the tendency of things to come in multiples), to wit:
2 school nativity productions
2 pub lunches
2 school assemblies...and
... sadly 2 funerary events. An interrment of ashes, and a tragic road accident. Spare a prayer. Spare several prayers. For the family and friends, and for me, I think. It is not going to be a easy week...
Somehow I think there will be more questions this week than answers. ¶ 5:27 pm 3 comments
This week promises to be busy in MLPK, not to mention a case of bus syndrome (the tendency of things to come in multiples), to wit:
2 school nativity productions
2 pub lunches
2 school assemblies...and
... sadly 2 funerary events. An interrment of ashes, and a tragic road accident. Spare a prayer. Spare several prayers. For the family and friends, and for me, I think. It is not going to be a easy week...
Somehow I think there will be more questions this week than answers. ¶ 5:27 pm 3 comments
