I’ll be willing to bet Santa has one of these on the door of his dojo.
YULE STORM
A storm hath risen . . .
blowing ghosts from their prison
like sand through a sieve.
They shall all dance together
as the bells ring forever
here on all hollows eve.
The wild hunt commeth
with a black horse’s whinny.
Howl the hounds in the hills,
sound great the horn of plenty.
These are the days of friends, foe’s, and feasts,
when pilgrims and braves,
witches and naves,
all dine till the sun shows her face in the East.
The Halls, shall be decked to the uppermost gables,
Fools on their pedestals.
Kings in their stables.
Larders or swelling
From Gaia’s dark dwelling
Come all far and near
See the wheels that are spinning
tis the end
the beginning
tis the close of the year.
Magically enchanting! A grand rendition of the holidays, my friend. So much divine force in these lines!
Ever hear of the movie Toys,
with Robin Williams? The sound
track contains “Closing of the year”
This poem is but an omage to that
awsomeness. The movie itself is
quirky, surreal and hilarious – and
also features works by Enya. I’d
never seen anything like it.
For something that is a tad
easier to find visit Composer
in the Garden, and give
Father Christmas a listen.
I would use “Epic” to describe
That song.
You are SO generous, my friend. This poem deserves to be set to music – absolutely magical!
I wasen’t going to recomend a
Christmas song without mentioning
yours. I’ve dabled in music – I own
several bamboo flutes, a large set
of panpipes and a Kiowa – but
learning to read sheets leaves
me frustrated.
My all time favourite as well! Let’s look fwoarrd to some madness we all need some! Looking fwoarrd to seeing what you make of Mab’s Welsh Dragon!
Wow!
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Nice take on the holiday season 😉
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I’d love to see the illustration as a Christmas ornament. It would be fabulous.
I really like the merging of the holidays in your poem too.
An orniment? That never occured
to me. Hmmmm. I also tryed to sprinkel
in refrences to Carnival – something
known locally as fat tuesday – aka –
your last chance to chow down before
lent. It occures after New Years and
would have been anti-climatic and a
little obscure, to list in order. Strange
how so many big holidays days fall
around the same time.
Such a beautiful post, both the art and the poem. I really like the way you have combined symbols. As others have said, it’s magical.
Thank you. I created the celtic deer
ring and desided to make it a yen –
yang at the last minute, As the center
needed something. Glad you like it.
oMG…You’re such a great poet Rastelly..Your poem is beautifully crafted that made me feel the essence of the coming holiday..Great illustration above..
Halloween Thanksgiving Christmas –
New years – it all comes at you so
fast. Like a storm of traditions.
Your post reminded me of
another song too – “So This
Is Christmas.” Lets hope it’s
a good one, without any
tears.