Happy Christmas Every One

Sorry everyone.

EvDaDaDec : Nativity

He  burned  bright  he burned high

His  arrival en-blazoned  in the sky.

He had but  a short time on this earth

For  some  reason  he decided mankind  had worth

 

She  was  modest she was pure

All who knew her of  this were sure.

She  was gentle and she was fair

Where ere she walk  goodness filled  the air

 

The quiet  young man at  her  side

Had  believed her  when she  had cried.

The  stranger  who  he  had met on his way

Had  convinced him of her truth that day.

 

To Nazareth for the census count

The girl pregnant with a donkey  for her mount.

In  those  days  you not ring  ahead

So not one inn had  for them a bed.

 

Finally  as her time grew near

An innkeeper  took pity on Our lady  dear.

No room  but  the stable dark  and damp

His  wife  found  blankets and a lamp.

 

I wander if the good wife  stayed

To  help   help the tired  and frightened maid

I’d  like to think  so, so  the young  couple  were not alone

For it would of been very  scary unaided  so far from home.

 

There was love and magic and light from somewhere, all around

Birth though a natural act is tough but somehow in it a miracle can  be found.

The light  draws people in  to see the new born child

There in a manger swaddled  tight,  loved  by  his mother mild.

 

He  burned  bright  he burned high

His  arrival en-blazoned  in the sky.

He had but  a short time on this earth

For  some  reason  he decided mankind  had worth

 

 

 

 

 

 

EvDaDaDec: Little Mae and Polar Bear. 22.12.13

Please protect my  brother  please Polar Bear

I feel evil  all around us  from I don’t  know where.

The  Winter Queen  and I, must  our  enemy meet

Without  full knowledge of her plans we can  not her defeat.

Unhappy to stay  behind leaving Little Mae without  his protection

Felt wrong  to him , like  putting an offering  out  for the East Witch’s collection.

Yet  so adamant  was Mae the child was to be in his care

He agreed  to do as he was bid , to upset Mae  he did not dare.

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The  Winter Queen was ready , so beautiful, so very brave

She knew  the Witch of  the East, she knew exactly  how badly  she could  behave.

Polar Bear  so uneasy at Mae’s  plans  to visit the witch, feared  for her life.

He  warned the Winter Queen  if she returned  without  Mae  he would cause  her strife.

Mae, upset  but  touched  by Polar Bear’s threats to the Queen

Took  his paw  and promised  she would  return as would  the Queen.

The  Child  must  be kept safe  at whatever  the cost

Mae somehow  knew that  without  this child all would  be lost!

So the child was left in safety  with Polar Bear

Mae  knew  no one else could afford more care .

So out into the night, Out into the dark and the snow.

To face  what dangers the like of which we do not know.

SO WE LEAVE THE CHILD TO SLEEP SAFE

EvDaDaDec: Tree and Wreath

Christmas Tree

Look at me see how I shine see my lights and decorations entwine. I twinkle lustrous in the dark and  to this room I add a spark of Christmas Cheer. Catching everyone’s eyes as they enter here.

In the day I seem to change, my colour takes on a different hue. I am the green of the fresh wooded hills life and joy out of me spills.

Hidden in my branches are lights like jewels and tiny presents , crackers, toys Oh! yes excitement rules. In the sun light my lights are not so bright they glow far more brightly in the night.

Little children’s eyes always light up when they see me. To their Christmas fun I hold the key. When they come down on Christmas morn they see their presents my branches adorn!

Christmas Wreath

See me here outside your door I am here to let all know what is in store. Pretty balls on either side a few stars and bows and a parcel too. I love my colours red, gold, green and blue to me they are the most beautiful I have ever seen!

Every day as it draws nearer the excitement in the children’s eyes grows clearer. The birth of Christ is what we celebrate take heart it is near now soon we can rejoice our faith.

So dear friends be of good cheer. Our saviour’s birthday is very near. So gather your fruits of tree and earth  and raise your glasses to salute the saviour’s birth.

 

Sorry this  is an old one  but I have  no time at  all today!!

EvDaDaDec: Does my memory serve me well?

Okay  today  is  going to be different , I am  not  writing  a poem  this is me blogging  in prose!

Today  was a total  mare! I was awake  half  the night. Backache  ably assisted  by an over active  brain! Christmas, the family  how can I get them through the season of  good will without there being a massive row! Season of  good will , well that is a joke . I struggled through the day shopping cooking  and all afternoon I had a steady stream of  visitors  very nice  but hardly conducive to completing the day’s tasks!   I got jostled in the streets, shoved out of the way and one point  a man and woman completely  blocked  my way for at least 2mins  while I just stood there waiting for them to allow  me to pass.  When they finally moved I said thank you loudly ( I know I should not of done that  but I was annoyed and ready  to give them a piece of  my mind ) but  they just ignored me . I did actually wonder if I was invisible!

I remember  when Christmas  was special, when my mum used  to go shopping Christmas eve and come home with everything needed, not only that  the shops were closed for at least three days and even more if Christmas fell on a weekend.

When I was really young I used to go to bed at 8pm ( and believe me that was late for me then) and the house was busy  but normal. I would wake up at 7ish am and by magic the fairies  had been, the house was decorated, there was a Christmas tree all decorated with presents under it! At the end of my bed there could be a pillowcase full of exciting  little things.

What ever time I got up  mum was always up  before me and she was in the kitchen cooking.  We always ate at 3pm and after dinner we opened all our presents together. I have no idea where the money came from because there were six of us  and only  my dad worked , mum stayed at home  and was mum!

We went to church Christmas morning  and it was again special. Carols and the crib with the baby Jesus in the manger. It was not about spend spend spend. It  did not start at the end of September , it was not all about getting expensive presents it was about all being together , being happy  …………… I am sure there was as much  homelessness, child abuse, spouse abuse  I am sure there was. I was lucky as a child not to have to know about any of that.

We were not rich  but we were happy………… Is that just  my memory playing tricks , was it like that ,it is not like that now. I must go to bed now I have another day to face tomorrow.

EvDaDaDec : Little Mae and Polar Bear. 19/12/ 20

Onwards through  the cold, through  the forgotten lands travelled our  gallant  crew

Unsuspecting they were being spied on. By the  Wicked Witch of  the East  and her  sisters  two.

Her lover, in wolf from padded  to her  heels. Willing  our innocents  to a nasty  death.

Evil was in the air  all around  them, tangible, and  vile  was the scent  of their breath.

Ever  cunning  she sent her  owls  to watch their progress, one carrying an invitation for the company  to join her.

She  promised  she  meant  no  harm and  all she wanted  was  to have her  beautiful  son  back in  her  care.

No  mention of  her sisters, no mention  of  her wolverine lover .

Do not  trust  her Mae she is tricking  you , she is no loving  mother.

Polar Bear  was  first to sense  the trouble , he saw the birds advancing  from east.

One dropped  the invitation at  the Winter Queen’s  feet. They were all summoned to a royal feast.

The  Queen  and Polar  Bear  agreed  this was a trap  they were in danger and  so they took  heed.

They must  find  some allies to  fight  this Evil,  to save  the kingdom  which  was dying , and fast indeed.

Sending out  her fastest  bear the Winter  Queen  called  upon  her armies, and her friends armies to  meet  her here!

It grew  so dark they were unsure if  it were day  or  night.With only  snow , not a  landmark  left.

They did not know which  way was right. At  length  they had  to stop  as  they  were hemmed in  by  a snow drift.

 

The  witch sends  out  spell after  spell to unsettle  the friends and  confuse

Coloured lights adorn  the sky the glint from the snow make  the path  hard  to choose.

Yet something  keeps  them moving on,  something is on their side.

Mae  and  the child  feel the essence, could it be the spirit  of  their  father  who’d died.

WE MUST LEAVE  OUR  TRAVELLERS  FOR  NOW. 

 

 

 

 

New Music Theme for The Winter Solstice : TO DWELL BETWEEN — TO PASS BEYOND

Lisa Thiel – Winter Solstice Song (Yule)

In the Bleak Midwinter Annie Lennox

Yule – Winter Solstice. Music “And Winter Came – Enya”

Keepers of the Earth – Music for Peace and Healing, celebrating Winter Soltice

Winter Solstice 21 December 2013

Celtic Winter Solstice with a Greensleeves twist

Please  check out  my  fellow themists

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EvDaDaDec : Little Mae and Polar Bear.

And  so they set off towards  the dawn, the bears  the  princess, the winter  Queen and  the boy.

Forward  into  their  kingdom  lost. The  winter scenes  and  the bleakness  brought  them  no joy!

Where  once  was were  fields and villages was now  only  desolation

The child  clinging  to  her,  Mae  could  not  believe her  eyes , the sight  was beyond contemplation.

 

Where  were all the  people, where were had the  villages and  the towns, all gone  the life  of old.

The witch  of  the East had  had  turned  a beautiful  land into an icescape, dull and cold.

An evil  spell  she had  woven, because she had  not  been given what  she had  demanded

She  wanted  the sole devotion of Mae’s  father , he  was was  not happy  to do as  she commanded .

 

Polar Bear  could  not believe  his  eyes , so he walked  looking down at  the ground.

The  beautiful  white  horses tried  to comfort  him  but so sad was he no solace  was to be found.

Mae  though  heart  broken  sort to  comfort  him  too, she realized  then  she loved  him with a love  so clear  and  true.

Gently setting  the  child  down  on the  horses back , she  dismounted  and  whispered in the mare’s ear. “I entrust  the child  to  you.

Mae could not stand  to see such  pain , so  she  walked  and talked  with Polar Bear hoping  to ease his  strain.

The  Winter Queen  was  pleased  to see this blossoming of  love  she  knew  nothing  melted  ice  so fast  as love’s sweet refrain.

The  wind  was  icy  the snow  was  hard  but  our  party  ventured on , not  sure  where  they were  going  nor  yet  what  they would  find.

Surely  as  breath  follows  breath  Mae  and Polar  Bear  grew closer , their  love began to grow . Both  were beautiful  and  both were of a kind.

SO AGAIN WE  MUST LEAVE OUR  TRAVELLERS  TO TRAVEL ON.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EvDaDaDec : Can’t cut the cord.

He is sad now, lost and lonely  full of regret

Thinking now of what he thought he had

She has moved on  she found it easier to forget.

It hurts, it really does. He wants to run, to feel less sad!

I bleed for him I really do, they say you feel their pain, it’s true.

I want to hold him I want to hug him. Take the  pain he’s had.

I am so far away from him and it hurts that there is nothing I can do.

He is special he is precious I hate to see him hurt again. I feel for what  he had.

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When  they are  young they  brake  your  back  when the grow  they break  your  heart!

So  true .

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I apologize  I  just  could not post  yesterday  so her is an extra EvDaDaDec

EvDaDaDec : 15/12/20 Little Mae and Polar Bear

And so  the dawn  creeps up relieving   the night of her  dark shroud .

The  sky looked as barren and empty  as  the land not  a fleck of cloud!

From out of  nowhere  came  two  visitors so beautiful  were they.

Horses  stallion and mare . They had come  to greet and  from here  to carry  the child  and Mae.

 

Polar Bear was pleased  to meet them, the Winter Queen  knew  them of old.

Mae and  the child  both  mounted  the mare  Mae  cuddled  her brother  against  the cold.

The  Winter  Queen  took to the Stallion who she rode  with pride

Her Polar  Bears unjealous trotted at  her side !

 

So they travelled across the  frozen wasteland

That was once  her home  the child with eyes  wide held tight  to her  hand.

Polar  Bear  walked  silent  behind relieved  to be on the move again

He only had one wish to return  to his  human frame

Poor Polar Bear  was once a man

He  was charged  by  his dying  king  to protect his daughter  the best he can.

The Evil  witch of the East turned him into a Polar Bear

He  very soon fell in  love  with Mae for her  he really cared.

He  spent  two years  protecting Mae before he realized his love was all for her.

 

 

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