Thursday, December 23, 2010

Christmas Listening Posts (Poem)

Christmas Listening Posts

Wind-chafed hands   gnarled not
in tinseled wool   hold-
outs on a sidewalk flecked silver
as the moon rimmed with the sun's halo

Heads nod wise to motions of bells   salvation's
army of volunteers sideline   black kettles clinking
counts of coins as night draws the hour
to the due time

The spirit loosing
through a chattering chain of breaths held
and expelled   the spell of midnight
lifting   the darkness felled

© 2010 Maureen E. Doallas

I offer this poem for today's "Special Christmas Eve Eve Poetry" event at One Stop Poetry.


Claudia said...

your poem is full with atmosphere maureen - loved it

hedgewitch said...

Lovely word play and images, in the first stanza, the hand imagery, the gnarled the not knot, the hold-out; just a fine piece all around. May your Christmas be as bright as your light, Maureen, and thanks for all your encouragement.

Anonymous said...

word weaving done well

S. Etole said...

and it offers anticipation ...

moondustwriter said...

All the trimmings my dear of the other look and yet I love the lifting and the hope

Merry Christmas

appreciate your sweet encouraging ways

signed...bkm said...

amazing picture you painted in my going back in time and seeing it all play out on a street in a Midwest city....Merry Christmas Maureen...bkm

Louise Gallagher said...

Sweet friend, your words are balm to my tired feet and body this evening.

Thank you for always being there, with encouragement, inspiration and wisdom.

Merry Christmas my friend,


Beachanny said...

I found this uplifting, urban and hopeful. It made me happy. Hope you have a wondrous holiday, Maureen. It's been a pleasure to know you here and read your work. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

Enjoyed this piece, Maureen; I think you are a fine poet. Look forward to more visits

have a great Xmas and New Year my friend

Luke @ Word Salad