beneath a gale
the pretty chaos of Christmas
lights in the trees
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Special #186 Georgia’s 2nd “days of Christmas” (choka), another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. In this prompt we were given Georgia’s Christmas choka as an inspiration:
candles burn bright
Christmas trees twinkle
symbols of rebirth
in dark days of winter
school children home
play in snow-covered lawns
an old beggar stands
alone homeless and cold
angels smile sweetly
on a street corner at dawn
in newspapers
words of peaceful harmony
on the radio
sweet carols play day and night
Christmas card scenes
melt under the heat of hate
we know too well
the children are being good
anxiously awaiting gifts
© Georgia (a.k.a. Bastet, 2014)
All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s first John Peel and then Soft Cell –
Sweet FA by Blake 
I really love the phrase here, “pretty chaos” — so evocative of the season! 🙂
That’s how I remember Christmases when I was little: a cheap and cheerful pretty chaos – and it’s still my festive ideal. I don’t hold with none of these here new-fangled ideas, no siree! 😉
Indeed, no siree! LOL! 😀
[smiling]
Yeah … love cheap and cheerful pretty chaos! Hugs! 🙂
Exactly – it’s what Christmas is all about! Well, that and the salvation of mankind, of course, although that seems to have been put on hold…
I wonder when we made Christmas (historically speaking) the time of the salvation of mankind … whenever, now days it’s more about saving big business 😉