The Long Nights Moon holds the hand
Of the cold darkness
And they comfort each other
The one using his light as a beacon
While they slide across the frozen sky
Towards the welcome of the far off dawn
Where, the lantern extinguished,
They head for home
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I'm with them - and that coffee and scone hot from the oven - heaven. Will they mind? Fine write by the way.
That's done it....... now I'll HAVE to make scones all carby and evil. To celebrate the first day of winter I'm going to make a bread pudding - we line the baking mold with sugar cooked until it glazes the mold and then when the pudding is turned out, the melted glazed sugar (not too much) oozes into the pudding (with raisins of course) and you want to die while eating it and then you feel that you have after eating it .......
Ohhhh - sounds great - being a Brit with vanilla Creme Anglaise of course!!
If you haven't already try making the scones with Greek Yoghurt - I think I'll ask Jonathon to turn this into a cookery forum.
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Strangely, after the first day of Winter (taking it as Dec 21st), things get lighter a minute or two each day.
Let's not only say 'The nights are drawing in' but also say 'It will gradually start getting lighter again soon'.
Strangely, after the first day of Winter (taking it as Dec 21st), things get lighter a minute or two each day.
Let's not only say 'The nights are drawing in' but also say 'It will gradually start getting lighter again soon'.
How is it in the US. Our 'shortest days' are 8am to 4pm daylight. I would hate it if it was not light until 9am.
Yes Orchi you're right! And when I was riding horses in the dark winter after work hours I always noticed that mid-February I was finally seeing sunsets again..... so that's what I watch for now! Am currently feeding the birds at first light around 7:15 a.m. ish........
Lorna,
I was hoping you’d post a December Moon poem! Glad you did along with a great video! I enjoyed it very much!
~Laura~
Beautiful write Lorna, those long moon nights hold something very special in them.
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