Meek Meets Mighty

Cobweb clings to the corner
Intricate design
Woven in silence
Now abandoned to dust
Who graced her company?
One came for dinner
Another for dessert
How often I think I’m the only one in the room
Who will clean up the mess

Hope whispers a memory
Intricate design
400 years silence
Broken by a baby’s cry
I still cling to dust
Though darkness only feeds
A grievous appetite
I am abandoned no more
Why do I think I’m the only one in the room
Who can clean up the mess? open link. Poem of choice. Continuing with the Spirit of the season.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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7 Responses to Meek Meets Mighty

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    Beautiful reminder of Christmas:
    “400 years silence
    Broken by a baby’s cry”

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Ain S says:

    I enjoyed reading this, and felt there was more in it at each read, v nice! I paused at the 400 years reference, very well done indeed.


  3. Ingrid says:

    A thought-provoking seasonal poem at a time which can seem full of empty glitter!


  4. I think asking for help is more a sign of strength than weakness.


  5. sanaarizvi says:

    This is incredibly deep and hearfelt, Mary 💝💝


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