December's Dawn to Dusk
In preparation
A veil of fog, a sugarplum dawn. Steam curls from the kettle’s spout. I order the ham. Make the beds. Count the pillows. Scribe Merry Christmas! on a wonky stack of cards.
Dust scatters from the saw, an evergreen falls. Berries, grasses, cones, seeds, greens, vines, by armloads, found. Citrus bursts from an orange’s peel. A chicken roasts. Honey ribbons into a jar.
The iron sighs over wrinkled napkins. I polish silver. Draw an edge across the knives. A cloth across the windows. A mop across the floors. A line across the list.
Bubbles dance at dusk. Candles flicker at the glass. I stitch stitches and tie bows. Pull a sheet of crackled cookies from the heat.
From a darkened hill, coyotes laugh. The moon melts, and disappears.
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Carmella:
Sure sounds like you are in the preparation mode, know it will be glorious to have everyone back home soon.
We are going to the Coast, after Christmas,.
So look forward to going there.
Thank you, for the links, omg the Bubbles, Knife Sharpener………….
I can’t seem to break away from the kitchen these days since Thanksgiving. Kitchen sure is getting an work out.
Merry Christmas to you and family
( Maggie Mae)