the longest night

and so the people come
every year
to light candles
to sing
to dance
to wait out the longest night
and bid adieu to the shortest day
already we are calling back the light...

happy solstice
happy yule
one and all.

jmg

an original poem for december 1

my house is still an autumn photograph
red, orange, yellow leaves dot the short green last cut grass
a wreath of grape vine and tiny gourds graces the front door

my neighbors have full on winter regalia
LED lights atop the roof line and gables
wreaths of evergreen and holly berry at their doors


a light in every window calling back the sun




jmg