"The Barrel Angels"

Some carry swords

All praise the Lord

Warriors, messengers,

Ministers all

Others are tasked

With opening casks

And dipping out

Glorious new wine

They splash and toss

But not a drop is lost

Heart laughter and joy ensue

Holy rolling winebibbers

Joy unspeakable

Love receivable

Drunken stupor?

No, filled with light to shine

"On The Shelf"

Behind the books
And old photos
And baubles precious,
Knickknacks sentimental;
Behind the masks
Is hidden a heart
Layered in dust
Does it still beat?
Is there life?

The door opens
In comes a mighty rushing wind
(Or a sweet gentle breeze)
Books, masks tossed aside
Dust blown away
Shelf is clear

“CLEAR!”

Lub-dub, lub-dub
Love did, Love did