The Christmas Season - a poem

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The Christmas Season - a poem

Postby true_noir_chloe » Sat Dec 20, 2003 1:44 pm

I wrote this in 1988 in my writing journal at the time. I just found this notebook and since its Christmas I thought I'd share it here. I know it's pretty rough, but then I'm not a poet.^_^

The Christmas Season

I know the air,
it is crisp and fresh.
I know the colors,
red, yellow, orange and green.
I know the sounds,
bells ringing and rustling of leaves.
I know the smell,
cooking with cinnamon and nutmeg.
I know the sights,
delightful with lights.
I know the flavor,
fresh pies, cider and nog
and I know,
the gift - my Lord and Saviour.
I know the reason,
for the Christmas season.

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby Kesshin » Sat Dec 20, 2003 1:51 pm

Cool, Valerie. :)
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Postby Razgriz » Sat Dec 20, 2003 2:34 pm

Great imagery! I like it :thumb:
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Postby true_noir_chloe » Sat Dec 20, 2003 5:52 pm

Urgh, I just read it again. This is definitely something I wrote 15 years ago. *hehe* Thanks for the comments guys - you're being too nice.

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby Icarus » Sat Dec 20, 2003 9:28 pm

What would happen if you rewrote it now?

It expresses a nice sentiment, though, and conjures thoughts of the season quite well.
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Postby true_noir_chloe » Sat Dec 20, 2003 11:08 pm

I didn't really want to rewrite it. Did you mean "now" and not "mow?" Thanks, Icarus. ^-~

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby Icarus » Sat Dec 20, 2003 11:38 pm

true_noir_chloe wrote:I didn't really want to rewrite it. Did you mean "now" and not "mow?" Thanks, Icarus. ^-~

Yes, I did. *editing* Your quite welcome, as always.
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Postby EireWolf » Sun Dec 21, 2003 9:07 pm

Yay, Christmas! (I'm feeling better about Christmas now... not so frazzled anymore.)

Merry Christmas! :hug:
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Postby true_noir_chloe » Sun Dec 21, 2003 11:13 pm

Merry Christmas, Eirewolf! *hugs* ^_^ You must be borrowing someones computer. *hehe*

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby Spiritsword » Mon Dec 22, 2003 8:01 pm

I like the poem, chloe, but somehow it doesn't resonate with me here in Central IL. ;) The color of Christmas here is white, and there are no leaves left to rustle. It's interesting what Christmas brings to mind in different regions, but there are some aspects of it that are universal. That's why I enjoyed the ending of your poem.
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Postby true_noir_chloe » Mon Dec 22, 2003 9:53 pm

Thanks, Spiritsword. ^^ A white Christmas would be nice. I've always lived in brown Christmas regions. In California, Christmas is actually like fall in Texas.

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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