Psalms of the Promised Land

Tweets Poetry - December challenge is the Villanelle, a poetic form that employs repeated phrases throughout to create a sing-song rhythm. What you start with in the poem you are stuck with, making the poem take on a form of its own yet leaving you challenged to use the same rhythm.

The High Calling's   photo challenge is to capture the sounds of Christmas through photography.

So, we were to create words that speak to noise and capture holiday sounds with photographs. 

 I couldn't help but think of the sounds I wouldn't hear this year.  

Psalms of the Promised Land

Her psalms which have long-parted
Echo soft in memories clinched

Yet she sings of hymns in the Promised Land

Carols of she and the children at play

Fade with brushes of the wind with
Her pslams which are long-parted

A different clatter among the home

Her abscense…the silence rings

Yet she sings of hymns in the Promised Land

Christmas can’t be kept from coming

Nor can the thief who steals, who kills

her psalms which have long-parted

 

Glory holds frailty up toward heaven

And knits the holiday noise this year with
Her psalms which have long-parted

Yet she sings of hymns in the Promised Land

© Emily Murphy                - December 20, 2011

In fondest memory of my sweet little sister Hailey Elaine Wolcott

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