Monday Morning Musings:
I’m combining this week’s MMM with Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge. Each line of the poem must start with the same letter. I chose “F.”
Festive holidays glimmering
Filigree of silver shimmering on
Fir trees and pine.
Faux fur beards on red-dressed gents,
Frolicking reindeer and fragrant scents
Flashes of holly and figures fine. Yet,
Flamboyant-haired man is
Far from bliss,
Firing-up hate and raising fears. As
Forlorn refugees still exist
Failed dreams and tears.
Fleeting time does not wait
For us then there is a date,
Free-time from the bitter jeers
Free-time freed thus from arrears.
Food and wine, lovely yes,
Fruit of the vine. More or less.
Followed next by the tale relayed,
Familiar story of a life remade.
Forsaking greed, Scrooge stands
Forgiven and dismal thoughts are forbidden.
Frail Tiny Tim lives to dine on
Fresh turkey, and without it hidden
Friends and family rejoice, another dawn bid-in.
Festive holidays, glimmering tree–
Former soldiers celebrated Christmas in trenches
Flash now on refugees and wretches—
Forgetting hate and grief-filled years
Forgotten depths of war-torn spheres
Focus on Christmases of past, future, and present
From words of ghosts both dire and pleasant
From the star shining, bright and clear
Flickering lights of holiday cheer
Furloughed dreams regained, brought near
For joy and peace
For love and laughter
For war to cease
Forever and after.
Fons vitae caritas.*
*Love is the fountain of life
We visited Auburn Road Vineyard for a special Friday night dinner with a show as part of my multi-day birthday celebration.