Behind the golden pumpkins
hide sleigh bells in the snow
while in the shadows of the witches
impatient for their turn
wait for the black cauldrons
to become baskets of pine cones
before the very last selection boxes
sold on Christmas Eve reveal
the posters ready to announce
as the first Easter bunnies
limbering up ready for their turn
practise racing around
Have a scary New Year
have a merry Halloween
have a cosy Easter
have a chocolate Valentine’s
and above all
have a loving Christmas.
Writer, poet and photographer.
Lover of all musical genres, from acoustic to zydeco.
Born in Ireland of Scottish descent and proud of both.
"I sought a theme and sought for it in vain,
I sought it daily for six weeks or so"
Many of the themes here presented and to be presented have taken me a lifetime rather than six weeks. Some have taken mere moments to arrive. All are offered freely and it is my hope that you, dear reader, will gain something by browsing here and that I in turn will gain something by presenting these works to you.
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6 thoughts on “Seasons”
oh it’s so true…the consumer industry races us through the seasons… it freaks me out if the christmas stuff appears in the shops after the summer break already…ugh… happy new year to you…smiles
Happy New Year Kevin, long may the ink continue to flow through your veins. Chris.
Happy new year Chris and thank you great to hear from you
Great imagery in poem and all the scenes formed in my mind’s camera. Sounds like you must keep the hot chocolate and tea handy at those temperatures.
Wow. Well done.