Richard Evans Poet Free verse

A Sense of Christmas

the yuletide came
in the voice of crooners
Please Come Home-
I’ll Be Home-
Santa Claus, Santa Claus-
which placed me directly
in front of a speaker
the RCA Victor phonograph
with the stylus needle
that every year kept joyously
repeating itself
 
and like herald angels
from the kitchen
butter infused cakes and pies
carol our nanna's psalm
taste good raw 
taste good cooked
demanding we lick the spoons

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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton March 10, 2018 at 7:52 PM ...well I'll have to read ALL of your poems now. I think you might just end up being one of my favourite poets here. Richard Evans March 11, 2018 at 7:21 AM Leanne I cannot tell you how much I appreciate your support. I really dug your poem to.

Patricia Cresswell January 23, 2018 at 1:55 PM Some of my best and brightest memories are carried on the backs of carols. Well written. Richard Evans March 11, 2018 at 7:21 AM Pat nothing stirs my emotion like a great singer belting out a Holiday classic. All the best.........peace!

Silent One January 7, 2018 at 1:00 PM Very nice Richard.... They do not make singers like they used too... Richard Evans January 21, 2018 at 9:46 AM Artistically speaking I would say poetry and song are separate but deep in my soul they are one. Thanks for the input..............peace!

Barry Stebbings January 3, 2018 at 12:59 PM If it were not for Christmas, when would we play those songs? Nicely written, Richard. Richard Evans January 3, 2018 at 9:31 PM Barry you are so right. Music is as much a part of Christmas as Santa and the tree. Happy New Year.

Judith S December 31, 2017 at 8:38 PM What a lovely write and so AMAZING to hear it read!! Very nicely done Richard! I remember those old phonographs ;) Richard Evans January 3, 2018 at 9:24 PM Judith if only I had a voice like Morgan Freeman. Thanks for stopping bye. Happy New Year.

Andrea Dietrich December 31, 2017 at 7:37 PM oh, how cool. to hear it in your voice reading it! I do miss the old record players and many other things from my childhood. Happy New Year to you. Richard Evans January 3, 2018 at 9:23 PM Andrea it took me awhile to figure out how to turn an mp4 into an mp3 but I did it. Happy New Year.

Paul Callus December 31, 2017 at 9:17 AM This is a very Christmassy memory, Richard. Incidentally, I've still got one of those stylus needle phonographs, given to me by an old friend. Hope you had a lovely Christmas; wishing you all the best for 2018 // paul Richard Evans December 31, 2017 at 2:04 PM Those old Christmas songs hold a ton of memories for this skinny little kid from Los Angeles. Merry Xmas to you and yours and a Happy New Year....................peace!

Akkina Downing December 23, 2017 at 9:32 PM Just wanted to wish you and your family a very happy Christmas :) hugs and smiles :) Richard Evans December 24, 2017 at 10:43 AM Thank you so much and a Merry, Merry Christmas to you.

Jan Allison December 23, 2017 at 1:29 AM Made me think of Bing Crosby's White Christmas as it seems to be on the radio every time I turn it on:-) have a lovely time over the festive period Richard:-) hugs jan xx Richard Evans December 24, 2017 at 10:46 AM In my parents house you could hear Christmas, taste Christmas, smell Christmas, see Christmas, but it always began with the music. Oh that music. Merry Christmas Jan....................peace!