A
silver
bell, shiny
and bright, rang
as it snowed all
through the night.
It hung upon a tall pine
tree ringing sweet and prettily
for all the folks that came to see
the Lincoln Square Christmas tree.
Ting-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling.
Oh I had fun writing this poem. I started by brainstorming a long list of holiday items and then I wrote the poem. As I was typing this version into my computer, I was struck by how easily this would make a concrete poem, so I tried it that way. As we get busy with the holidays, do you make to-do lists? Can you turn one of your lists into a poem?
You are so clever. Thanks for your poetic and spiritual inspiration.
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Joan,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment and your support. I've been working on poems all morning and have a few Christmas ones to share with you this week. I hope you'll have as much fun with them as I'm having.
Wonderful how the bell rang through the night and in the snow in this concrete poem. What a lovely combination of sight, sound, and the smell and shape of pine. Merry Christmas!
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