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woman sitting in a fig tree Pipemakers park

Thin the slung chain,
silky slack, infrangible;
blood beads heavier than water.

Birthed we are like Russian dolls,
one from another from another,
mother, daughter, granddaughter,
red smudges on each cheek.

You stand at the open window
being never too happy in your own
time & place as she is always,
straddling blowsy branches, singing.

I bend between, frisking marjoram,
twisting in weedy aisles a breathing
space. The bright links burn on my neck.

 

Bernadette Hall
Alexandra, Central Otago #NZWOMANPOETS

Credo Christmas 2017

 

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You are God’s servants
Gifted with dreams and visions
Upon you rests the grace of God like flames of fire
Love and serve the Lord in the strength of the Spirit
May the deep peace of Christ be with you,
the strong arms of God sustain you
and the power of the Holy Spirit strengthen you
In every way

 Amen

Tis the season

 

Love making, creating, playing, eating and sharing life
with this crew – in every season