Advent Calendar day 20

Not strictly poetry, but poetic, we have some tasty mouthfuls of mini sagas for your delight today.


Mornings
The frost on the car roof told her to brace herself as she closed the front door.
She buried her chin into her scarf, pushed her hands into her pockets and walked down the drive.
She hated leaving his warm bed.
And she hated going back to her empty one.
Julia

Ding Dong
The rattling lift told Jack the Warners were off to their son’s for Christmas. Jack turned down the heat on his soup, went to the window and sighed.
The lift opened on his floor and he jumped when his doorbell rang.
“Hello Dad. Get your coat. Christmas with us OK?”

Julia

Abandoned

After you departed that winter people fussed and fretted. I was numb. You, lost to me, now journeyed between bright pinpoints in space. Nothing will improve till I go. I chase your light. It feathers warmth on my skin. After paying the price of the resurrection, we’ll be together again.

Marian