Christmas Gold

(An English Sonnet with a Seasonal message)

What is it that our childhood dreams foretell?
Illusion, which reality belies:
Enthralling images that make hearts swell
Of snowmen, carrot noses, coal for eyes,
The carol singers, Santa hats, mulled wine,
With children dancing, reindeer prancing by.
Through frosted panes a silver moon will shine
On message-bringing angels in the sky.

Now atmospheric change, a warmer earth,
The season, skewed, turned reason on its head;
Made creatures in the autumn – full of mirth,
Renewing springtime vows – build nests instead.

So what warm secret does our future hold?
A promise of the coming… Christmas gold.

(Read the author’s commentary on this poem)

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About PoetJanstie

As a young man, John was fit and sporting. Playing Rugby Union for over twenty years, encouraged in the early days by a school that was run on the same lines as Gordonstoun, giving shape and discipline to a sometimes precarious early life. This fitness was enhanced by working part time jobs in farming, as a leather factory packer and security guard, but probably not helped, for a short time, by selling ice cream! His professional working life was spent as a Metallurgical Engineer, Marketing Manager, Export Sales Manager, Implementation Manager and Managing Director of his own company. Thirty five years spent, apparently in a creative desert, raising a family and pursuing a career, probably enriched his experience, because his renaissance, on retirement, realised a hidden creative talent as a blogger and poet. He also enjoys music, with a piano and a forty-five year old Yamaha FG140 acoustic guitar. He sings bass in three singing groups: as a founding member of a mixed voice chamber choir, Fox Valley Voices; a member of one of the top barbershop choruses in the UK, Hallmark of Harmony (the Sheffield Barbershop Harmony Club) and a mixed barbershop quartet, Needle & Fred. He is also a would be (once upon a time) photographer with drawers full of his own history, and an occasional, but lapsed 'film' maker. In his other life, he doubles as a Husband, Father, Grandfather, Brother, Uncle, Cousin, Friend and Family man. What he writes is autobiographical and very often pins his colours to the mast. In 2013, he completed an anthology of the poetry (including his own) of an international group of nine poets, who met on Twitter. He produced, edited and steered the product of this work, "Petrichor Rising", to publication by Aquillrelle.
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3 Responses to Christmas Gold

  1. Jamie Dedes says:

    Heart felt. Well done.

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  2. eden baylee says:

    I was directed here for a famous poet’s traditional English sonnet 😉
    I’d forgotten all the ‘rules’ attached to a sonnet, but despite that, yours is so lyrical – a song with a special message.
    A wonderful read – thank you for sharing.
    eden

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