Contemplating Christmas Spirit

Contemplating Christmas Spirit

With snowflakes on the trees,

and frost covering the grass,

Winter’s icy grip takes hold

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reminding me that life is bold,

and finding gold is never easy,

even beneath the Christmas tree.

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Tomorrow, we’ll look for love among strangers,

kindness in distracted crowds,

in search of the authentic smile

included on the list.

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I warm my soul with chicken soup,

as the winds rattle the windows,

and my simple spirit.

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This began as a Villanelle, but became something else, proving that words cannot always be wrangled into form – or maybe I just suck. I will call this a Free Verse poem instead.

You are free to take these words, or your version of this idea, and make it into a Villanelle. Show me how you would write it!

Thanks for reading!

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