Bulbous flakes fall
Upon the Druids and the Great Pine
Gathered to honor the abundance to come
Chants and fetishes proclaim eons of devotion
Ornaments and prayers hung upon a sacred timber
Seasons harvest done
Earth’s hibernation begun
Quietude and tranquility precedes the time of growing
Celestial prophecies align announcing coming jubilation
Animals low and believers await the Savior’s birth
A contest entry
- Anti Word Bank Ver 7.0 (Xmas Edition) by Loki.
1300 points, ended December 16, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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What a lovely take on the contest prompt. I love the quiet intelligence and the original references to the holiday customs we all follow but rarely understand. Nice job. Thank you for your entry in the contest & good luck!
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It does exactly what it says on the tin - a Xmas poem without mentioning all those Xmas words. I don't know, but myself I would have slipped "Reindeer; tee hee hee!" into the author notes!
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The Green Man changes his habit and the colors and mask-like superhuman pattern painted on his face, sings in a new mode and unfamiliar key -- and all the world is new.
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