Christmas Morning at High Cross Farm

By markihlogie

Sat, 25 Dec 2010
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Christmas Morning at High Cross Farm

Nucleic light from beyond the zenith
Scythes a glowing fissure across the dawning sky
As the farmer plants his rubber footfalls in the snow;
A breath from the cosmos
Marries him to the earth and to infinity.
A deity of the dawn, a nomad of the snowfields,
His strong, gentle hands lift a fallen lamb
And set it back on nature's frozen playground,
As fragile as his infant daughter
Smiling with Yorkshire delight
At the lighted Christmas tree
In the ember-cheerful sitting-room.

Certificate U
Poem
First Lights
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Some wonderful imagery her, mark. Some of my favourite lines:- "A breath from the cosmos Marries him to the earth and to infinity. A deity of the dawn, a nomad of the snowfields..." Much enjoyed. Tina

 

Submitted by markihlogie on
Silver Spun Sand: Hi, Tina. Thanks very much for your comment. It might interest you to know that the lines you liked the most were the hardest to write! Mark

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