Beneath a Gale


beneath a gale

the pretty chaos of Christmas

lights in the trees


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 –

6 thoughts on “Beneath a Gale

      • 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 😉

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