Reflecting eye in a bauble of gold,
The village lives in star-light,
A snowy scene, frosty and cold.
The legends and tales of Christmas unfold,
Donner and Blitzen are electric bright,
Reflecting eye in a bauble of gold.
The windows of houses are Georgian and old,
The luminous pond is in sight,
A snowy scene, frosty and cold.
Fragrant like wine from cellars sold,
The fresh air is spiced of the night,
Reflecting eye in a bauble of gold.
Boys fight in groups, staring bold,
Worrying the old with their might,
A snowy scene, frosty and cold.
Blue Stilton cheese veined with mould,
On lips now pursed, under mistletoe, tight:
Reflecting eye in a bauble of gold,
A snowy scene, frosty and cold.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | December 8, 2011 - 16:10
Hi hilary,
you know I've just put my decorations and tree up,
then turned on to ABC Tales and your poem was the
first one I read, it was such a different kind of
festive poem and I really loved it.
Thanks for sharing.
Jenny.
hilary west | December 8, 2011 - 16:28
I took a walk down a village street and this one came to me last Xmas. It was just as the poem describes!
ScoZen | December 8, 2011 - 18:03
Delightful image.
Now I know how to write a "villanelle"
Silver Spun Sand | December 9, 2011 - 09:09
Wonderful, Hilary. Very much enjoyed, and I absolutely love Stilton;-)
Tina
hilary west | December 9, 2011 - 14:21
Thanks Scozen. I wanted to write in a poetic form for once. The Villanelle is easily assimilated.
Thanks too SSS. I love Stilton too. It was wonderful in the snow after dusk in this village street.
Luly Whisper | December 17, 2011 - 19:00
Very well described.
hilary west | December 19, 2011 - 20:33
Thanks, Whisper!