Never Lose Hope

14 Sleeps till Christmas

First published on Free Verse Revolution, December 2018.

Never Lose Hope

There’s no better time than now

When the world is so fraught

With hurt, pain and sadness

T’is the season to be jolly

Open your hearts, your souls

To the wonder that Christmas brings

 

“Peace on earth and good will to all”

Doesn’t that sound so much more than

“Get out of my face you bum and get a job”

Better than

“You’re just weighing me down I don’t need you”

Love thy Neighbour

 

There’s no cliché in Christmas

So don’t look for it

Celebrate the hope and the joy it brings

For it can endure

Be the hand that reaches out

As the light of a single candle reaches through the dark

 

Be joy; be love, be hope!

Not just Christmas Day but everyday

Let the Yuletide Spirit fill you

And flow through your finger tips

Like sun’s rays through a cloudy day

Passing on the smile it brings

 

For a smile can be contagious

It brings happiness and laughter

All the year round

Life can be a beautiful ride

Lead by example

Never lose hope

 

Copyright © JRFC From December 2018
Image from Pixabay

Sandman

He

Comes

To You

In the night

Sweet are the dreams He

Bestows upon your troubled brow

Each one designed for you to play with in your dreamscape

While your conscience is accosted in the outside world

He shares with you the delights of

Peace, serenity

And the Moon

Journeys

On

High

 

Copyright © JRFC August 2019
Image from the Artwork of Johanna Ost

My Special Guest tonight is…

Christina Rossetti and In the Bleak Mid Winter

So I love the song with the same title but it turns out that this poem, which I’ve actually tried to read with the tune but doesn’t quite work, was written long before the song. Huh who would have known.

Christina Georgina Rossetti born in England in 1830 wrote a variety or poems but was famous for the Goblin Market and Remember. She also wrote the words of two Christmas carols well known in the British Isles: This one, first published as ‘A Christmas Carol’ and Love Came Down at Christmas.

By the way, if you get a chance to read the Goblin Market; do it. I almost posted it for Halloween but it is a very long piece and I just didn’t think it suited at the time.

So, sit yourself in front of what ever heat source you have and enjoy.

In the Bleak Mid Winter

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day,
Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels fall before,
The ox and ass and camel which adore.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.

What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.

 

Image from Pixabay, modified by JRFC