There’s a bird outside my window
trilling at the snowfall,
unhappy in his day.
I wonder why he hollers
but then the world is covered
in white lattice flakes,
accumulated to a point of blinding
glistening flurry, demanding value
of appreciation and applause.
I pause because it’s lovely
to watch snow fall through the window;
picking up the pieces is the burden.
This bird knows the truth,
he sings his disapproval, and
I hum along as I shovel the drive.
~By Celaine Charles
One Day A Year
Unwrapped packages strewn the floor in a new
style of garland; anticipation, want, guilt.
Of course, they’re not the only decorations.
Those of eternal gratefulness shine
like tinsel in the morning light, along
ripped wrapping paper splattered
in cookie cutout patterns, as if Mrs. Claus
baked fresh gingerbread just inside the kitchen.
Aroma swirls the air, ascends with flavored coffee,
hot cocoa for the kids, French toast casserole,
and suspended moments where everyone comes
together to smile, to share, to forget the other
364 days of the year. To place one golden star atop
an evergreen tree; symbol of hope, regardless
of the mess on the floor, overflowing boxes
in the recycle bin, calories, and food waste.
They crowd countertops, but the table is set for dinner.
Candles are lit, and for one day may we ignore…forget
our sufferings. Join hand in hand with those who might
feel indifferent, or lonely, or concerned about a world
indifferent, lonely, and overwrought with worry.
For one day, may we pardon annoyances or snubs,
misunderstandings or long-held burdens…for one day
may we celebrate that we are alive together…
for another Christmas.
~By Celaine Charles
Red star of Bethlehem
blooms in the seam of winter.
As legend goes, the same
“Flores de Noche Buena”
“Flowers of the Holy Night”
under Season’s kiss…
~This is the only first stanza for the poem, Poinsettia, by Celaine Charles.
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