Of Snow,
and sugar,
pine
and warmth,
of light,
Familiar faces,
And the knowledge that it’s a

The oily Holly drops scripted clots.
Drips encrypted globules,
on violated vellum, laid

You have to know a good recipe,
But also what can be added
And what can be left out;

You

The old lady waits cold,
Bundled in thick protecting layers


Against fat swirling

In Belize the dark night is warm, women sway against palms.
Their lovers croon along with the disco

The Holly clots
with Christmas blood -
oozing from the wounds
of her own jagged

I don't have a lot
in a Christmas regard

I don't have Photoshop skills
to craft you a card

I

1 Kicking up piles of foliage,
the wind tries to enter my house.

2 I can see my

morning’s midnight cold
to Gatwick’s gate
If I get there early you
won’t escape me
and every

stems of viburnum
shoot straight up out of the snow
piled around their feet

later, in the

This year Christmas
Will really be for me
My very own Xmas
Which I never thought I would see

It is Christmas eve and all the little ones are sleeping in bed with thoughts of all the things they

Christmas Eve, your third day in the ER
waiting for a room to become available
in a hospital as

Yuletide log
Christmas carols
Snowmen, reindeer
Brightly lit windows
Children and adults in

A north wind blows an ash hot gale.
A scarabaean plague descends.
And pregnant clouds that should

And then came the part where he asks the congregation

to join him in a moment

It's a time for giving
And receiving
A time when people come
And always leaving

Glad to see

In a sparklingly cold dawn
A blackbird warns "Here! Here! Here!"
Fallen leaves shatter
Mud

First day of winter,
Fog eats ice, snow melts.
Even without sun,
Temperatures warm
Like the

My back never lies
I just choose not to hear,
Until it's truth runs out of patience
As will eases

A thing is only big if you are small.
I count it a mountain
That rises beneath my stunted

It was an Autumn day in the evening
I had seen an Angel with thine eyes
I was asounded and amazed

It was New Years of that year
All I've ever Loved so dear
Was coming between somewhere
There

Winter is
taste of a chilled night
tingling the nose
snowball fights and
snow castles
smells

The visitor appeared as a side door vision
tan leather hat, coat and pants
well-deep eyes,

The TV set flickers
It’s seven o’clock and
Rudolf’s coming on
channel 10
My red PJ’s fit

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Standing near a train stop
Looking for the person I’m trying to spot
They could be anywhere within

Snow flakes fell peacefully from the sky 
The sound of the snow falling as my best friend sat by my

If not frozen water, I see pure love snows
And echoes the times of the old
The richest of blossom

All hail to a noble Saviour of low birth
who lies in a cradle surrounded by beasts.
The chants of

A new name has been added to the list.
So Father Christmas knows that you exist.
The elves spelt

Behold the Christ child is born this day,
just as the prophets of old did say.
In a manger on the

I woke up early on a Christmas morn.
Gladly waiting for Santa before dawn.
Looking through blinds

What a lovely morn concealed in radiance!
With melodious rhymes sung in ecstasy.
What a pleasant

Imagine.
I see the hero-figure/ hear the wind on the window/
Feel it cold on my feet/ I’m

I'll spend this Christmas with none but you,
a time we'll relive old times anew,
in ecstasy on

The frost creeps up each morning
a faint coating on the pavements
slippery but barely

I heard an old old Christmas song
sung by grandma on Christmas eve.
It wasn't in good stanzas

A village church centuries-old
A hint of fragrance
Tiny candles
The choir sings
Unaccompanied