Not Good Friday or Holy Saturday
Dark, yes, but no suspense
Pregnant, not sad
No mourning or crying
Just waiting
Tapping my foot to
Feasts and other holy days
Nicholas, Ambrose, Guadalupe
The air is ripe and flushed
As her cheeks must have been
Full of hope and promise
Foretold.
Meanwhile christmas rages and wars
Singing, eating, never fasting
Bumper stickers and atheist apologetics
Electric lights, neon carols
New movies shopping for a token Hanukah
Concerts play cards I need to mail
Gifts and candied altruism canes
Boring, awkward, obligatory parties
Yes, obligatory parties
Nostalgic movies sport Santa hats
School days off initiating children into
Premature death.
Bread bakes, fruit ripens, tea steeps
Car warms up, it’s cold outside
Candles glow, waiting for Emanuel
The tree is bare, not sad
Proper dressing begins naked
The beloved makes room for the lover
Calendar ticks, day by day, lovingly
Expectant, small hands, imaginations
Learning to wait, patience, be still
A little longer, wonder, wander
Pink, REJOICE!
Almost there.