It feels like a book you say confidently weighing the present in your hands and when you unwrap down the seam of the sticky tape there’s joy in your face reflected in the framed photo staring back you take pause smiling in memory and you pick up the next gift obviously a Toblerone.
Thanks for taking the time to read my poem. I hope you enjoyed it.
It’s a grim, murky grey out in the world; as the waving flames from the birchwood fire keeps us warm indoors – our cheeks rosy, rosier than Santa’s hat; Bing’s on the radio, his voice velvet and relaxing; amid the rustling Holly and ivy wrapping paper, and tearing kraft-tape; the Christmas lights could send me to sleep, twinkling slowly, mesmerising; but there’s prep to do; a ginger cake to bake, and toffee sauce to create, – both from scratch; the temptation of a powenap is stronger still; the Nordic Sherpa blanket’s just been draped over me; and I’m toastier than a marshmallow;
– well 5 minutes of snoozing won’t hurt, I’ll just have a couple more quality street first.
I hope you enjoyed this poem and my Haiku Advent Calender. I’ll be releasing another poem on Christmas Eve along with a final haiku.
I’d just like to say a huge Merry Christmas and a Feliz Navidad.
The Christmas episode of the Eat The Storms Poetry Podcast has been released. On it, you’ll hear me (!!!) reading four of my poems with a wintry and festive feel. I am so grateful that Damien (the host with the most!) invited me back to read. I love Christmas and the last time I appeared on the podcast was my podcasting debut, my reading live debut and was so much fun.
Some of the poems I’ve read you’ll find on Paul Writes Poems already; the others will be released between now and Christmas along with my daily Haiku Advent Calendar so keep your eyes peeled.
The last time I had the opportunity to appear on Eat The Storms, the other readers were amazing. The same is said for my fellow poets appearing on the Christmas episode, but, this time Damien has ramped things up for the festivities so it’s bursting at the seams like a vintage stocking.
I have released a poem this month already, you can find the piece of nostalgia by clicking, ‘At Christmas‘.
It was a massive honour and privilege to take part, especially with the calibre of the other poets reading. I may have been was awestruck! (I must apologise for the sore throat though.)