June 25, 2016
Categories: global eyes magazine, Uncategorized . Tags: african, black, caribbean, communities, great-stuff, guyana, jamaica, manitoba, news, poetry, stories, views, Winnipeg . Author: Prosey . Comments: Leave a comment
The Christmas scent of clove tea
An artificial pine tree
Imported from a foreign country
By expatriate businesses in the city
Is the elephant that sat in our living room
That family and friends got together to groom
The spirit of this little village came alive
With more than the wine they all imbibe
But with Carols and Christmas stories of the ages
That colored our world with bright reds instead of the beiges
On Christmas eve
Mother gathered children around her knees
After the usual Christmas pleas
To recite traditional stories, songs and poems
…T’was the night before Christmas and the gnomes
Santa’s cute little helpers making toys
For all the little girls and boys
Recited the words perfectly from memory
Lyrical, musical and mystical the Christmas story.
Christmas poems gentle trade winds blue skies
Riding the waves of the tie that binds
Renew traditions of goodwill of a thousand years
Invoking the spirits of our long-lost forbears.
What makes the Christmas story so compelling?
Is it the miraculous birth of the little Jesus darling
No, it is miracle of dear old Santa sneaking
Down chimneys that did not exist in Phoenix?
That’s what held the Christmas Poems magic.
Christmas is a time of year
puts the heart on trial to bear
memories of tragic loss of a loved one
that claim some of the holiday fun
On the other hand we make new memories
that fill holiday diaries
of new friends, new babies and new loved ones
the heart opens up and clears the dungeons.
Merry Christmas, may your heart open up like a flower and welcome the sun.