Yule Poems

The Coolness of Winter

While hearths glow warm with ember’s light,  
I dance beneath the pale moon’s gleam,  
Where frosted breath curls in the night,  
And ice-bound dreams take flight unseen.  

The wind, a whispered song so bold,  
It sings of stars in frozen streams,  
Of silver landscapes, fierce and cold,  
A

Yule bauble

 The bauble caught my reflection
Upon closer inspection
Face all distorted
I must get this sorted
Poured a beer in self abjection

Yule Fence

Allow me to go back and rewind our time as friends
When I promised myself I'd never let you or anyone in

Especially the stereotypical people in your community
Where I believed in your heart I'd have equal immunity

You always say, "I signed up for this," 
'Cuz somewhere you succumbed to my poisonous kiss

At first, you admitted to

Remember, December

Cold, cold nights before the fire
Dressed in winter’s bright attire
I watch the Yule log burning strong
Burning still the whole night long

I think of joy, I think of love
I think of Him who watches from above
I think of joy, I think of praise
I think of Him who rights our crooked ways

Oh, do you remember
Dear heart of

Little Corners of Life

Hot water feels like heaven rolling down my back
And even in the dead of winter sweet citrus reminds me of the sun 
Sweeter still my mama presents me with my favourite snack

My best friend’s phone is always on for me
I know that he always has my back
My icy breaths give thanks to every growing tree

My

Brand New Christmas Poem-Mr and Mrs Claus

Mrs Claus made a viagra eggnog 
To energise ol’ Santa Claus Yule log
His frozen south pole recovered large-scale
Wagging frisky as a puppy dogs tail.

Mrs Claus dumplings hubby does adore
Her stew warms up her Santa’s inner core
Gravy so thick that it sticks to their lips 
Leading to bliss of a lingering kiss.

Yule

Shortest day, longest night 
Celebration of light
Glistening ice and snow
Temperatures low
Bare trees
Ponds freeze

Dress warm
Long sleeve uniform 
Cardigans and sweatshirts 
Goodbye mini skirts
Silk and wool 
Indoor pool

Soup and stew
Don’t misconstrue 
Wish Bread
Glaze spread
Cinnamon and cloves 
On stoves

Ice skating 
Snow tube inflating 
Snow skiing 
Snowboard leaping 
Snowshoe wearing 
Spectators staring

Hope, intentions, and new year 
Celebrate and cheer

Happy Solstice

Burn the Yule Log for the return of the sun!
Source of enlightenment and wisdom.
Celebrate the Sol Invictus!
Count the sparks if you wish.
Happy Solstice!

The Belle of Yule

She walked in the natural belle of Yule 
lit up like the glitter upon the trees; 
Holding a dove waiting for it’s release 
in her arms the white bird appeared a jewel;
Harmony poured from every molecule,
joy rang in and sang of freedom and peace;
Flying off fingertips into the breeze
it’s wings carried an iconic symbol;

Encompassing each

Icelandic Yule Tide Cat

Rat-a-tat-tat, it is the sound of the dreaded, Icelandic Yule Cat.
You have to get me a jacket or shoes or something else I plead
My mother rolls her eyes. That’s a faerie tale, she says. Her face is fat.
Come on! I say, it will eat me up, I will be ripped and bleed.

My father gives me

The Devotions of Noel

Saturnalia, the pagan worship of winter solstice,

                                  the darkest tidings of the year.

         

Thirteen Yule Lads of Iceland

I am hiding in my bedroom, scared to death because my pajamas are not new.
I dare not put down my soup bowl because Bowl Licker will grab it up for stew.
I can feel him hiding under my bed, ready to grab it so I keep it beside me.
Christmas is scary, for I expect to see

Yule Fire

Owls
Through the
Lapland snows
See Santa hug
Children’s wishes in festivals of joy
Reindeer wait in barren birch through long nights
For Aurora
To string lights
In Jule
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Yule Dew

For Christmas, what I wish to see
Is you naked under my tree
You can bet the farm
That I'll keep you warm
And as happy as you can be!

After Yule

Reflection after Yule 

 So it is Tuesday after Christmas
today it a salad and water the diabetes
is not fond too much festivities
but it was fun when it lasted.
It is an overcast day matching my mood
having to bow to an illness. 
Death on the roads have taken its toll 
many car collision people driving too fast
wine

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