Michelle Faulkner Poet Rhyme

Blue Lights

She is hanging blue lights this year
The tree, only a fading green
No taste for red's demanding cheer
Tinsel listless, empty of sheen

They count the hours, full of snow
Wrap gifts despite winter's storming
Hang his stocking, though they know
Daddy won't be there, come morning

He steers the crashing Christmas tide
The fisherman's holiday tune
His illicit December bride
Who coldly serenades her groom.

12/9/18

Sad Christmas contest
sponsor: Dear Heart

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Susan Jeavons February 7, 2019 at 3:16 PM What a beautiful, soulful poem Michelle. The loss was palpable. I can see why you won. Blessings, Susan Michelle Faulkner February 8, 2019 at 5:34 PM Thank you, Susan, appreciate it!

Andrew Fairchild December 31, 2018 at 3:40 AM Oh, this is BEAUTIFUL! I can really feel the absence of the husband/father, it's so immediate, and the language is so compact... THANK YOU for writing it! Michelle Faulkner December 31, 2018 at 12:17 PM Thank you for such a lovely comment, Andrew!

Anne-Lise Andresen December 17, 2018 at 3:03 AM - Many factors can make Christmas an extra heavy time - Congratulations on your winning poem, Michelle :) - Merry Christmas to you :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Michelle Faulkner December 17, 2018 at 1:02 PM Thank you, Merry Christmas to you also!

Constance La France December 16, 2018 at 5:54 PM Michelle, congratulations on your win in my contest with this emotional poem, it truly touched my heart, well done ~ Michelle Faulkner December 17, 2018 at 1:03 PM Thank you for placing me in the contest!

Rhona Mcferran December 13, 2018 at 5:45 PM Beautifully done, great take on the contest prompt!! ;) Michelle Faulkner December 13, 2018 at 6:00 PM Thank you, Rhona!

Harry Horsman December 11, 2018 at 4:16 PM Oh, so heartfelt, Michelle, so sad, yet brings out wonderful poetry. Michelle Faulkner December 11, 2018 at 10:46 PM Thank you for your kind words-

Lindsay Laurie December 10, 2018 at 9:24 PM Hello Michelle … no the feeling well. Worked shifts on Christmas Day for many years. I miss out, my wife misses out, my kids miss out - brought back memories Michelle - thank you - Lindsay Michelle Faulkner December 11, 2018 at 10:48 PM I too have worked on Christmas, so I know how lonely that can be - hope your holidays are happier this year!

Carolyn Devonshire December 10, 2018 at 9:32 AM Although I spent a Christmas offshore fishing, it was for pleasure, not necessity. It's sad to think the family must celebrate without him but that is the lot for those who fish for a living. This is a lovely, heartfelt poem, Michelle, and it should do well in Dear Heart's contest. Best wishes for the holidays, Carolyn (I hang blue lights outside, but only because the Blessed Mother is often pictured wearing this color.) Michelle Faulkner December 10, 2018 at 1:51 PM Thank you so much for your wonderful comments, Carolyn!

Caren Krutsinger December 9, 2018 at 6:06 PM Ah, I am picturing it, and it is a cold, sad, sorry ending to a gentle man, is what I am visualizing. Well done, Michelle. Good luck in the contest. Michelle Faulkner December 9, 2018 at 7:07 PM It's always so interesting to see how others interpret your poem, I was just trying to show a family separated because the father had to earn a living - so glad for your comment!