A Whiff of Christmas

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This week’s Sunday Whirl words: fix, apart, snatch, cover, pair, angel, waves, simple, box, clay, lies, moon
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
Fix the broken tale,
tinkering with every word
till it sings again.
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
Apart from her dreams
she becomes a flightless wren,
her left wing broken.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
Snatch five minutes’ rest
and then resume your journey—
night is coming on.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
Cover your eyes, child,
things too terrible to see
lie in wait for you.
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
Pair the figs and grapes—
ambrosial delectations
for our Christmas feast.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
angel in the snow—
some child left it there today—
solace for the stars
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
waves of autumn rain
pommelling the pear orchard
the last withered leaf
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
simple the questions
convoluted the answers—
house wren weaves her nest
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
box of stale cookies
dusty on the pantry shelf—
Christmas long ago
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
clay Christmas angel
tumbling to the blue tile floor—
one unbroken wing
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
lies at Christmastide
separating wheat from chaff
Herculean task
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
Moon on Christmas night—
the Magi and the shepherds
look in vain for signs.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Poetry Panry #180
 
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 139

Posted on December 15, 2013, in 5-7-5, The Poetry Pantry, The Sunday Whirl and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 23 Comments.

  1. How beautiful this flightless wren with her broken left wing struggling to fix the broken tale.

  2. Numbers 7 and 8, I loved just a wee bit best. Merry Christmas!!

  3. Lovely haiku set specially # 6 & #7 ~ Merry Christmas to you ~

  4. You have written some interesting ones here. Yes, indeed, as life goes on children often experience things they could not have envisioned when they were young. And oh yes, I do remember one time when I was a child my mother baked Christmas cookies, stored them in the COLD attic for ‘later.’ She forgot about them until nearly Easter…when they were discovered! Sigh.

  5. Lovely as always! I especially enjoyed:
    “angel in the snow—
    some child left it there today—
    solace for the stars”

    Solace for the stars is wonderful!

  6. Amazing me as usual. #1 is closest to my heart, but I do like that you celebrate the UN-broken wing.

  7. I was caught by #7, as that is exactly what our weather is doing to my apple trees today.

  8. Lovely poems, again. You always deliver. Number 8 is probably my favorite.

  9. I loved all of these, but especially the first, second, sixth and eighth. That courageous wren!! I hobble hopefully in her footsteps!

  10. How sad #4 is. Poor child, what terrible things some children have to live through.

  11. very nice set ……….number 3 & 11 my favorite……

  12. Her poor left wing..but she’s still trying..when things fall apart it takes us back to the beginning..you literally did..maybe..

  13. How number 3 epitomizes the preparations for Christmas. Mind you number 1 is me all over dashing back to tweak the latest post into order!

  14. A full haiku set of 12, how nice! Each with its own story and conclusion, Good one MMT!

    Hank

  15. So sad for the clay angel.

  16. You had my full undivided attention with number one and never lost it. These are remarkable, with their emotional nuance and sensitivity. I applaud you.

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/12/15/in-need-of-a-fix/

  17. Terrifically envisaged and sustained piece – each part in the chain, equally strong and perfectly written – very impressive… With Best Wishes Scott http://www.scotthastie.com

  18. Always a delight to read your poems. 6, 7, and 8: bing, bing, bing.

    Richard

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