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Masque and Invitation

 Sharing with The Sunday Muse #191.



The old rain in the ditch; cold claws on uneven brick

Come sing glass to flickering
Come pull a blanket to your shivering

Broken feather set adrift; round eye searchlight swift

Come where the light casts opening
Come find the new path wavering

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TL:DR:  Hope you have a warm & cozy holiday and much happiness in the new year. 
Could I have resisted the last Muse of the year? Apparently not. :) Trying to balance out the unease that seems to be lurking at the end of the year with hibernating with the dogs and enjoying a holiday spent with more of the family than last year has been, especially lately, leaning toward just hibernating. Once it gets cooler, I'm going to make another book fort by the shelves and dedicate a few days to catching up on my reading. Looking forward to baking carrot & peanut butter dog cookies next week and to finding out whether James' experiment with mincemeat pies (with MEAT) is terrifying or terrific. I think the dog cookies will be good. :) I didn't finish any of the longer pieces that I started this year. Should I carry them over or just let them go? Presumably, some kind ghost called up by a combination of mincemeat and dog biscuits will helpfully let me discover the answer on my own...after taking me to a dead mall where we can hang and offer sarcastic commentary on the fashion choices of the afterliving and the living FOR THEIR OWN GOOD, JANET. Yeah, heed the TL:DR. :) 

Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Good Cheer & Coziness and thanks for spending time with this blog this year. I look forward to seeing everyone in the new year!

-- Chrissa 

Comments

  1. Gillena CoxDecember 19, 2021 at 4:44 AM

    Warm Wishes

    Much💜love

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  2. FireblossomDecember 19, 2021 at 5:16 AM

    The new path is "as the crow flies" I assume? ;-) Glad you couldn't resist, Chrissa.

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  3. Carrie Van HornDecember 19, 2021 at 5:55 AM

    I absolutely love the rhyme Chrissa! A wonderful invitation! I hope you take a photo of your book fort when the weather gives reason. Wishing you a lovely holiday my friend!

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  4. hedgewitchDecember 19, 2021 at 8:04 AM

    This has the feel of an incantation. We need those--protective, warding, waiting for the light, and looking for it in times where it hides itself so well. Happiest of holidays to you and yours, and good luck with the mincemeat with meat. Max at Tasting History made some on his last you tube that looked delicious.

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  5. HelenDecember 19, 2021 at 10:01 AM

    Don't let go of what you've begun ... agree with Joy, I could sit quietly, around a fire pit and chant this for hours. Wishing you a peaceful and joyous Holiday. You, James and Pups.

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  6. JimDecember 20, 2021 at 1:02 AM

    We need more broken feathers set adrift as they are dead weight. I like your rhyme. Please tell your cook not to make any mincemeat for me, I don't eat it.
    ..

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