Winter Solstice Return Bonfire: Haiku

We were far away,
as far as possible, but
we’re now returning.

The Writer’s Drive, Or Not: Blogging Free Verse

I’m certain there is
much to say,
deep thoughts to share,
intelligent insights to expose
and uncover.

Right now,
I don’t know what they are,
I don’t know where they are,
and I don’t know
if I want to even find them.

With no direction/
towards perfection, I just/
stumble and bumble.

We were asked if we/
would have come that Holy Night.
Answer: We were there!

Just past noon, I turn
my face to the Sun, bask in/
warmth, know God loves me.

*(added to it the next day) —
The old Saint and I
basked in the warmth of the same
Sun, and both rejoiced.

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It is by Christ’s Grace/
we are saved, after all we /
can do, and have done.

Forget the bread for/

Sacrament? Wheat Thins are like

unleavened wafers.

old prophets’ warnings, maybe

now folks will listen.

When I dive into/
filth, there’s nothing uplifting/
I can write about.

If I don’t put my/
soul where it can be inspired, /
how can I create?