Billowing Smoke, Christmas Clues

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Billowing smoke protrudes

Casting thick clouds

Light glows through the incense

During Christmas mass

Overtaking my lungs

I rush out into frigid air

Rush back inside to hear the homily

Cloud of gray

Spreading down through the pews

Splitting the light

Enchanting Christmas clues

Clues me in to triumphant beauty

A precious thing I choose not to lose

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Christmas spirit

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Christmas time is here

That special time of year

Where I’m filled with glee and cheer

Because loved ones are near

I loved our Christmas Eve dinner with the whole family

This feeling I cannot explain filled the inside of me

Christmas spirit

You could hear it in our singing

You could see it in our faces

You could even feel it in our warm embraces

Cheers to another year

Of Christmas cheer

While everyone sleeps

Not a word or peep

I silently think

I take a sip of my drink

Christmas music fills my ears

Christmas spirit fills my heart

To all my loved ones: may we never be apart

The feeling of Christmas deep inside my heart

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In my mind I just couldn’t conceive

How quickly it became Christmas Eve

The cookies have been baked

There’s more cooking still to do

There’s many more people to say I love you

To my entire family

A deep love strong as can be

This time of year

Causes me to reflect on all I hold dear

I love the carols, cookies, and vivid colors that surround me

I love all the joy so I wrap it carefully

In rich crimson, deep green, and glittering gold

Because the spirit of Christmas has made me daring, made me bold

Everyone still asleep

In their beds and dreaming deep

But I’m up because I’m filled with delight

That’s it’s the night before

Jesus being born away in a manger

What could be stranger than my thoughts

They bring to the fact that I’m alone and not in love

I want to be but it won’t come

So I hum a Christmas tune

I’ve been humming since late June

In hopes that next year

The man I love will be right here

But until then my family and friends

Give me unconditional love that truly is boundless and never ends

So on this eve

I do believe

I’m very blessed

To get off my chest

The way I feel

Because it’s so surreal

The feeling of Christmas deep inside my heart

The meaning of the season…

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Christmas time is practically here

I feel it in the love of people that are dear

Are dear to me because I know

After Christmas they have to go

Go back home but before I burst

I know that this home was their first

The music playing so beautifully

Michael Buble’s voice serenading me

The food so delicious, the aroma fills the air

I want to just stop and stare

I want to capture this one perfect moment

And not let it slip

Slowly I’m losing my grip

The tears begin to drip

Because there is so much love

When we are all together

For the worse or for the better

We stand as united as one

Our love as a family will overcome

Any obstacle, any test

So this Christmas season I’ll do my best

To remember that the reason for the season is closeness to God above

But the meaning of the season is your heart being filled with love

Christmas Chills: May the Joy in your heart come early and stay late

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It’s really, really cold outside

I’m getting severe chills

I want to dive deep under a blanket

The warmth to just thrill

Thrill my sore muscles

And envelope me in the warmth of the season

I feel Christmas inside my heart

And I know precisely the reason

The closeness of friends and family

The joy of music in my life

And the presence of Jesus

To conquer all strife

So merry Christmas to all

And to all I send my love

From people down below on the map and people up above

To anything you may celebrate

May the joy in your heart come early and stay late

Satin Black (Walking on Christmas Eve)

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The collection of Stars
Was not Midnight Blue
The trees encompassing us Reinz Green
The lights Lipstick Red
My father said “Give me your hand”
I walked across the ice and into the grass
A wall, now night, completely covered in Studs
There were haunting glints on the forest, quite distinct
My father and I spoke briefly about the food
And the wine (neither of us cared for the wine)
The forest was frozen Reinz Blue and Rice Brown
Now it was too dark on the path
“I don’t have my flashlight!”
“We don’t need one” he said with laughter
About the sky he sang songs
In Polish and I sang with him

“Wait look” I whisper and tug his jacket.
“What?”
“Look at it” I say gasping
The North Star was the only one I could name
The Big Dance
But I loved all the little ones
Which are obviously gargantuan
They were infinite
I didn’t want anything
Didn’t want warmth
I didn’t want a shooting star
Although my father mentioned a telescope
I mentioned buying a family star that’s at least nine hundred years old
Because there are nine of Us
I wanted but could not explain
To my father what the fabric was in Polish

And as we continued listening to nature
And seeing the world frozen for the year
The marvel of evergreens
The lights
The sand and the lingering burning odors
Of someone doing something curious
I knew one thing For a fact
Too bad this would not be on the math test
I knew
The sky
It was
Satin Black