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 The word “advent” is derived from the Latin word “adventus”, which means “coming” – which refers to the coming of Christ.

The advent wreath;  an evergreen wreath with four candles, sometimes with a fifth, white candle in the center. 

Some Advent wreaths include a fifth, Christ candle which is lit on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day

The four candles of Advent represent the four Sundays of Advent, and they respectively symbolize hope, peace, joy, and love.

The third candle is pink and symbolizes joy. It is called the “Shepard's Candle,” and is pink because rose is a liturgical color for joy.

[ info sourced from google dot com]

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Poetry form: Rhyming recipe

Prompt:  to write a rhyming recipe

Sorrel is a traditional Christmas drink here in Trinidad $Tobago 🇹🇹

My Sorrel Recipe

The sorrel in lbs weigh;

The water in litres may,

Long for the added sugar in cups.

Twist of orange peel, grains of clove, stick of cinnamon will cause no mix-ups,

And Rum is (optional) measured in cups.

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 Happy HOLIDAYS 

You've heard about the Monday Blues 

well this is Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea).

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this image was first posted at my blog LUNCH BREAK

Did you see the reindeer in the far right  bottom corner? 😊

 Living in the Caribbean, a hot area, there is no winter or snow.

Yet our liturgical expressions contain all the coldness of winter that traditionally have been ascribed to Christmas.

And those who have never heard of Santa and his reindeers; must be from another planet

We as children first and as adults have only to imagine and accept.it all.

That's not so bad even, for here longing sets in, and in the end many of us travel to fulfill our dreams.

[Well maybe not to the North Pole though😊]

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 Let It Snow

Her mummy read the story to her.

She listened wrapped in the wonder of snow.

It sounded like so much fun.

Oh yes! she wanted to go on vacation. 

To spend Christmas 

With her cousins in America.

[I do hope it snows, said gramma.]

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my granddaughter Zuri; on vacation wth her mummy, at her cousins in America Year 2016

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Quadrille #191 – Let it snow

Prompt 

Write a quadrille using the word or som form of it 

snow

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A Happy December to all

You've heard about the Monday Blues 

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Starless Night Ponder

Night performs her haunting echoes

She is neither shy nor unwilling

Yet she is holding back her shine

There are no stars out tonight

Not even a Bethlehem guiding light

Who can fathom the depths of desire

When not even a blink from heaven 

Strays into the thought of face

 Looking upward hoping to hear of 

Stars watching lowly humans below

Why is life moaning under a weight

Of contours, of borders, of delineations?

Who will spill a jar of watercolour

Wet on wet without care of spaces

Only shapes misting on smudgy

Areas to suffice

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Without Words

Challenge today: is to choose a piece of instrumental music (no songs,

 but I am happy for you to choose a piece of jazz or instrumental rock if you don’t

 like classical music) that speaks to you, and write a poem either about the piece,

 including information about its composer and content, 

or whatever it conjures in your head. 

If possible, add a link to the piece of music. 

Here is a selection of poems about music:

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 The Magic of My First Snow

Where was i? I was at my sister's home. I had flown across oceans so at that time,  I was on vacation in New York. So back then, I was where i am.

When the snow began, she called me to the door. The door was slightly ajar. And there it was. My very first time, my very first snowflakes

For me this was oh so amazing. I stood at the doorway spellbound.

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Prosery: Winter is coming

Prompt 

Today we are writing prose using the lines

“I was where I am

When the snow began”

From “The Dead of Winter” by Samuel Menashe

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A Happy December to all

You've heard about the Monday Blues 

well this is Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea).