The clouds felt giddy
wrapping the honey glow sun
behind its silken walls
a sparkle of warmth
like an unexpected mistletoe kiss
when the snow fell
it was love.
Thanks for taking the time to read the latest in the advent calendar of poems. I hope your week so far has been enjoyable.
Take It Easy,
Paul
We found treasure
on the forest floor
scattered pinecones
shining silvery-white
in the winter frost-glow
and the cool
pearl sun.
Thanks for taking the time today’s poem. I can’t believe there’s only ten left. December is going by far too quickly.
Remember to come back tomorrow for the next calendar door to be opened.
Take It Easy,
Paul
Ephemeral, the silent snow
drifts in shallow winter wind
distinct hexagonal feathery flakes
tumble like opaline dice
over frozen baize lawns
and rooftops of tile and slate
the night gloam has been dispelled
in its place a glistening silver glow
has taken root
floating upwards
toward the heavens.
Thanks for taking the time to read my poem today. I hope you enjoyed it
What are your thoughts on snow? Let me know in the comments..
Take It Easy,
Paul
The sky is full of stars
in the winter chill
they resemble snowflakes
trapped on an indigo canvas
and although they won’t fall
to give hot frozen kisses
never melting on the earth
or rosy cheeks
they act as a beacon
a beacon of hope for
childhood fun
and nostalgia
- snow is a possibility.
Thanks for reading today. I hope your week is off to a great start.
Feliz Navidad,
Paul
Frosted rooftops glinting
in the lazy low winter sun
tiny footprints of the blackbird
stand frozen in time
if only for a moment
the chimneys sigh
giving the milky blue sky
its only clouds for the day
the stillness feels safe
the stillness feels peaceful
the stillness feels hopeful.
I can’t believe it’s already December 10th. Only two more weeks worth of poems in this years advent calendar. Have you had chance to read many of the collection so far?
Have a fantastically festive weekend,
Paul
Full of paper cuts
and empty of tape
I’ve folded and creased
trees, elves and St. Nick
with baubles, reindeer and stars
patterns rarely matching
but working all the same
I can’t wait to see looks on
my loved ones faces
as all my work is undone
Merry Christmas, everyone.
Thanks for reading Paper Cuts. I hope you enjoyed it. I’d love to hear any thoughts.
Take It Easy,
Paul
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.
Do you try to guess what’s under the paper?
Let me know in the comments.
Take It Easy,
Paul
Nostalgia enters on the chirrup of a wren
and the first cord of wham on the radio
it’s only a matter of time before the tree
goes up and grows baubles and lights
as smiles widen on our faces
we’ll go for a woodland walk
hand in hand, glove in glove
maybe pick up some pinecones
as a memento
then later under December’s full moon
sip our hot chocolates
sending warmth into the air.
Thanks for dropping in to read today’s poem. I hope the start of you week has gone well.
How does nostalgia for Christmas hit you?
Let me know in the comments…
Take It Easy
Paul
Holly berries gleam
in the bewitching winter blue-light
ruby red and alive
held tightly in the arms
of emerald flames burning darkly
all along the hedgerow
reminding passers-by
to live with passion
and warmth.
Thanks for stopping by to check out day 4 of the Advent Calendar of Poems I’m creating.
I hope you’re enjoying the weekend so far…
Take It Easy,
Paul
The platform is wet from last nights rain
but this morning
the sun has wove threads of gold
sewing itself to the soft cloud
a handful of people smile at tiny escaping strands of light
the look of hope on their faces
scores of others turn away looking down
cheekbones rigid with anguish
a reminder of the darkness in their life
and I’m people watching
wondering what type of person
will sit next to me on today’s journey.
Thanks for taking the time to read this poem. It’s my first piece of 2022, I’ve been mega busy.
Take It Easy
Paul
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