Best Holidaymusic Poems

Solstice Sounds

On the darkest evening of the year,
Not a glimpse of music to my ear.

Not real music, that is.
Hollow sleigh bells salute; cue the drummer boys and girls running to barter my interest!
The rushed cacophony contrasts simple simplicity
That my mind wants to find on the department store shelves.

We toil on the highway -
Horns blaring tempers flaring,
Veering left and right screeching to avoid a fight.
So stress and struggle and don’t brake too hard, lest your caravan not make it in tonight.

But at home the fire is so delightful.
One last frightful block and lo! The front door beckons.
Melody seeps out on to the street
Oh, do not ask what is it – let us go and make our visit.

First, shelve your insight, shelf profound.
We don’t speak such solipsist’s sounds.
Violins resound; crescendo, drums roll!
Love’s language laid bare as the bell extols.

The darkest evening of the year
Lightened by music in my ear.