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Christmas Haiku #21

Posted: 21 December 2014

So this year instead
Of just wrapping your conscience,
Be the gift yourself.

Take time to make time;
Make your presence the present,
Given from the heart.

Bill Adair

Poem for the Day

Posted: 21 December 2014

As I in hoary winter’s night stood shivering in the snow,
Surpris’d I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow;
And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near, ...
A pretty Babe all burning bright did in the air appear;
Who, scorched with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed
As though his floods should quench his flames which with his tears were fed.
“Alas!” quoth he, “but newly born, in fiery heats I fry,
Yet none approach to warm their hearts or feel my fire but I!
My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns,
Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns;
The fuel Justice layeth on, and Mercy blows the coals,
The metal in this furnace wrought are men’s defiled souls,
For which, as now on fire I am to work them to their good,
So will I melt into a bath to wash them in my blood.”
With this he vanish’d out of sight and swiftly shrunk away,
And straight I called unto mind that it was Christmas day.

The Burning Babe
Robert Southwell

Christmas Haiku #20

Posted: 20 December 2014

Now from far away,
Strangers, disguised as family,
Exchange guilty gifts.

Bill Adair

Poem for the Day

Posted: 20 December 2014

Three practical farmers from back of the dale -
Under the high sky -
On a Saturday night said 'So long' to their sheep ...
That were bottom of dyke and fast asleep -
When the stars came out in the Christmas sky.

They called at the pub for a gill of ale -
Under the high sky -
And they found in the stable, stacked with the corn,
The latest arrival, newly-born -
When the stars came out in the Christmas sky.

They forgot their drink, they rubbed their eyes -
Under the high sky -
They were tough as leather and ripe as a cheese
But they dropped like a ten-year-old down on their knees
When the stars came out in the Christmas sky.

They ran out in the yard to swap their news -
Under the high sky -
They pulled off their caps and roused a cheer
To greet a spring lamb before New Year -
When the stars came out in the Christmas sky.

The Shepherd's Carol
Norman Nicholson

Christmas Haiku #19

Posted: 19 December 2014

While from out the east,
Camels, bearing gifts and men,
Sway across the sand.

Bill Adair

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