Holiday

P's & Q's of Christmas. Top Story - December 2025.
May you be mindful of why we celebrate mankind's special event Enjoy your family and friends, truly take-in each smile, laugh, hug
By Shirley Belk11 months ago in Poets
Jólakötturinn
Introduction I found this in a Facebook article which explains the real legend, but I am just going to use it as a short Ghazal.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA11 months ago in Poets
A Mother And A Manger
She held the promise of heaven in the curve of her trembling hands, a miracle wrapped in swaddling cloth and laid upon the straw-soft land.
By Hannah Lambert11 months ago in Poets
A Warm Christmas Memory
I am Hindu, from rural India, and as such did not celebrate Christmas, but it was important, and we were part, let me share a warm experience.
By Seema Patel11 months ago in Poets
A Silent, Sparkling Night. AI-Generated.
The air is crisp, the snow descends, A hush upon the world it lends. The streetlights wear a golden hue, Reflecting back the stars anew.
By tee hot11 months ago in Poets
The Yule Goddess At Glastonbury Tor
Introduction This is my eighty-third piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's beautiful artwork. This is an Ekphrastic Terzanelle
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA11 months ago in Poets
When the World Turns White
Cozy blankets Sipping hot cocoa on the couch Curled up watching Christmas shows As the world outside turns white In a cold blanket of snow
By Thomas Terry11 months ago in Poets
Silent Trees in Waiting
Walking through the fields In search of the perfect branch A resting place for all the ornaments The perfect tree the perfect star
By Thomas Terry11 months ago in Poets
Santa, I Have Been Good!
Dear Santa, I have been good, I have been kind. I went on daily walks, Hugged the oaks, Did crafts with rocks. I played with my sibling,
By Seema Patel11 months ago in Poets
A Happy Place
There are many happy places in my neighborhood. One is on a high ground: a wooden bench near a strawberry tree hedge, under the shade of crepe myrtle.
By Seema Patel11 months ago in Poets
Have "Mom"ents?
Mom's a present. A durag with an egyptian symbol. A workout cold in gym. Cold, very cold and my legs say,... she, already LIMBED. Raised....... I'm crying wrong, very emotionally raised arms above. From, she, already LIMBED. What else?... Thanks? Have a Merry Christmas... What-a-mom-ent.
By K.A. Smith11 months ago in Poets
Let's Talk About Jesus
This is for Mikey's monthly Dollar prompt challenge. Check it out and submit your own entry! <3 Listen - I'm a writer who takes creative liberties,
By Hope Martin11 months ago in Poets