Charmaine Chircop Poet Free verse

Yuletide Shadows

Old fashioned memories of Christmas eve

wrap up her heart with twinkling fairy-lights

Hot sugar-plum trickles its sweetness from Winters gone

Cold waltzing winds invite wild fire to warm the hallway 

till the last ember from maple logs fades soft and slowly within her soul.

A cup of joy from season's song fills up each thought with yester's vision

when silver tinsel sparkled the night and voices hummed in graceful cheer.

When melting icicles glistened in his eyes as virgin snowflakes veiled her brown hair.

Incadescent hues in cobbled alleys welcome December

with blue spruce pine cones and wholly wreaths

Comforting scents of cedar wood and vigil lanterns 

 light up the Grotto and winding streets.

Another year,her eyes sat on a silent star which stands upon the verdant tree

Which knows a wish,which hears each sigh,yet fails to sprinkle serenity.

The perching robin has left its nest,leaving its scarlet upon her chest

Smouldering ash is what remains and lurking frost on window-panes.

Neath the lone mistletoe by candle bliss, Upon her brow His withered kiss.


For Mystic Rose's -The Heart of Christmas Contest.

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Jack Horne December 3, 2016 at 2:42 PM this is such a beautiful write - I read it twice

Anne-Lise Andresen December 1, 2016 at 2:43 AM - A lovely Christmas poems with delicious memory - Congrats on your well deserved second place Charmaine - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Keith O.J. Hunt November 30, 2016 at 9:38 PM Congrats Charmaine on your win, so many classic- Christmas images you spun, loved how you dropped the last line! I think it's high time we did a collaboration; if it's good soup mail me! Keith

Paloma P November 24, 2016 at 6:42 AM I love everything about this, from first word to last! Left me with the warm fuzzies. :) 7+ fave

Tim Smith November 23, 2016 at 11:16 PM Such a beautiful poem Charma. I can feel the Christmas spirit coming to life. We just had our holiday lights parade here on Saturday and all the public ice rinks opened as well. Now we just have to decorate and put up the mistletoe : )

Edward Ebbs November 23, 2016 at 2:31 PM Nice flow to your poem, I like it, thank you for sharing...

Chris Green November 23, 2016 at 2:14 PM What I love about your poetry Charmaine is how genuine and kind of innocent it feels when I read it. These memories, old fashioned memories of Christmas Eve are many that I share as well. This was beautiful, a little sad in spots, but so nice and soft to read. I especially liked "When melting icicles glistened in his eyes as virgin snowflakes veiled her brown hair" I just absolutely love your poetry and it is always a wonderful gift to unwrap when I find a new one from you.