"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw

"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn


Sunday, December 15, 2013

Poetry Jam and Magpie Tales December 15, 2013

The Ice Cutters, 1911,  Natalia Gancharova



On Christmas Eve
A child holds hope
In tiny mittened hands

Waiting for Santa
Listening for bells
Looking for reindeer

Beliefs are as delicate
As soft snow flakes 
 Drifting onto small shoes

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Thanks to Peggy Goetz of Poetry Jam 
for the theme of Magic of Childhood Beliefs
and thanks to Tess  of Magpie Tales 
for providing this lovely image. 
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And have a lovely week!
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24 comments:

  1. This is so very true. That magic of Christmas is a wonderful thing.

    Have a fabulous day honey. Big hugs. ♥♥♥

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  2. Wonderful Christmas poem full of beauty.

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  3. great last stanza and so true on beliefs being so fragile...far too many broken...but all are so precious...

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  4. Wonderful poem. It really expresses a child's sense of wonder over Christmas.

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  5. I hang my son's tiny mitten on the tree every year...

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  6. Love the gentle rhythms here. Such peace throughout, such beloved memories of those days with little ones who believed in wonder more than they believed in what some bullyish kids tell them at school.

    THANK YOU!

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  7. That's really beautiful. Merry Christmas to you!

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  8. this is perfect. Love that last stanza

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  9. Oh to look at Christmas through the eyes of children....just a beautiful poem.

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  10. Very lovely poem, Christmas is about the children for me.

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  11. Yes, yes and yes ... one for each lovely stanza.

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  12. Christmas is best seen through the eyes of children.

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  13. Really nice feel to this poem. Perfect for the prompt and image!

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  14. Very fine expression of childhood trust! And I like the idea of beliefs being "as delicate as snow flakes."

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  15. Yes belief does seem so fragile at times and their is something so dear about the briefer beliefs of childhood.

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  16. Snow flakes and small shoes --- what a precious image. (Reminds me of my grandson!)

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  17. Lovely CHristmas thoughts. Thank you

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  18. Can I gratefully echo what the Doc just said?

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  19. Sweet and pure...it still exists!Lovely holiday to all...

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  20. Your last stanza created such a sweet image!

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  21. Pure magic of Christmas brought to life

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  22. Love! The magic of Christmas!

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  23. It is indeed a time for child like hopes, ( and fears )
    Merry xmas

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  24. Anonymous7:57 AM

    Nice take on the ice picture. I could imagine them children and the church bell ringing for Christmas:)

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