Christmas Poem
By Martina Juričková Word Count: 90 Rating: G Summary: A poem about the joys of Christmas Listen to this Christmas poem; wonderful, the warmth of home when mum’s baking cakes and more while just beyond the…
Tag: Winter
Winter’s Fae
By Linda M. Crate Word Count: 145 Rating: G Summary: A poem about Winter's trickster. crystals of light danced upon the snow faerie glitter for the winter fae, and i felt the sharpness of his…
Winter Warrior: A Tale of Saint Nicholas
Snow fell unseen in the moonless night air, each flake making its journey without notice or proclamation. Nick liked the snow on nights like this. It went about its business anonymously, as he did…
When You Wish: A Crossover Story
~ by Veronica Lynn Morgon awoke with a start to find that she was, quite literally, left standing on the outside. She was all alone and in almost utter darkness. The only light present was…
Little Plastic Army Men Campaigning on a Snow Day
~ by Lawrence "Mack" Hall If I were a boy I’d range my toy soldiers before the fire Vast armies of plastic in green and grey With the cannon blasting the enemy - A glorious…
Doesn’t Feel Like Christmas
By Linda M. Crate Word Count: 115 Rating: G Summary: A poem of a Christmas with no snow. it doesn't feel festive nor right that Christmas is coming and there is no psalm of white…
Last Sunday After Pentecost
By Lawrence Hall Word Count: 124 Rating: G Summary: A poem of the triumph of the season of Advent over winter. A calling-crow-cold sky ceilings the world Lowering the horizon to itself, All silvery and…
False Spring
By Lawrence Hall Word Count: Rating: G Summary: A poem about the "January thaw." No spring is false when warm, sweet sunlight falls Upon the weathered field and woods and walls And frogs shake off…
A Mild Cold Front
By Lawrence Hall Word Count: 92 Rating: G Summary: The poet muses on the weather. An errant frog’s the only voice to sing The day to sleep in this warm, blustery dusk. The whippoorwill of…
Give Me the Words: A Bardic Rhapsody of Winter Feasts
Give me the words, let them form. The stories that course through my mind, weaving like star-light knotted into pitchers, pouring out the Milky Way across the onyx sky. Give me the words that…