The Cloisters is a special place,
Medieval and austere,
Assembled from five monasteries
Brought from France to here.*
Within its walls are gardens,
All meticulous and neat
And to celebrate the holidays,
There is a special treat:
Swags of greenery and apples
On the lintels, way up high,
Plus so many matching wreaths
You had to smile as you passed by.
Just the perfect touch of festive
For a Middle Ages site,
With no need for glitz and glitter,
An old-fashioned yule delight.
*Washington Heights, in upper Manhattan
Categories:
lintels, appreciation, holiday,
Form: Rhyme
When I heard of a deadly plague, I read Exodus 12:27, “Mark the doorposts and lintels.” Anointing doors, I prayed this plague would pass our house. My granddaughter, working a high-risk job, has been safe. Praise God for his covering!
faith without action
a big red shiny balloon
with a tiny hole
Categories:
lintels, christian, faith,
Form: Haibun
Have you ever bathed in the rays of sunlight?
Heavenly showers of spark and delight
Its warm embracing hands encompassing so mild.
Did you let it sink in thy pores?
For it lures the rain in thine skin oncemore.
Hence drape o'er curtains from windows nay lintels,
And let its lit radiate as gleaming pearls,
Let it fill the hungered room bereaved of light
Thence bask in the tenderness of its warmth
As it cleanses thy soul afresh like a newborn child.
Categories:
lintels, nature,
Form: Rhyme