A huge thank you to all the poets who have contributed to this week of Christmas poems. A very Merry Christmas and a Happy, Better New Year to all our Readers.
One white winter dawn with a crystal glow
a small child asked
what do reindeer do?
Dance on clouds,
said his mother,
drink river’s freeze
gild gem-cloven lawns with their glittering toes.
One crisp, brittle noon with a sun that froze
a small child called
how do reindeer grow?
said his father,
from icicle trees
bound in the bud of a grizzled, dry rose.
One twinkly night with a rattle and blow
a small child cried
but how do you know?
said his sister,
deep into sleep
for tinkling of bells and a dusting of snow.
Sue Hardy Dawson
The light of heaven’s starry skies
Shines in this small baby’s eyes.
God is born for you and me
A blessing and a mystery.
For a Hard Winter
When all around you seems to fall away
and, short of breath, the damp air snaps and bites.
When what was once alive sinks in decay
and shadows loom in places that were bright.
When joy and hope and spirits fade to grey
and spring and summer colours shrink from sight.
When daytime seems no different from dark.
Remember, child: within you glows a spark.
Shauna Darling Robertson