Silent Night shines in that warm yellow glow of the stable
And angelic voice sing in robes of pure white.
White Christmas swirls with white snowflakes
along with Jingle Bells dashing through the snow.
Elvis brought out the Blue (in) Christmas matching our
Twenty-twenty Covid year… remembering those we love.
Who could imagine Santa Clause Coming to Town without seeing red
or the little green elves who make the toys;
Or, You’re a Mean (green) One Mr. Grinch
It Came Upon a Midnight Clear in the blue black sky
full of silver twinkling stars.
And who could forget Silver Bells ringing
above a street covered with snow…
As we Deck the Halls with Boughs of Holly crisp and green
The colors of Christmas are felt with every song
Today at d’Verse Grace took us back to the concept of Synethesia, which occurs, for example, when one sense such as music makes one see colors. It can happen with any of the senses. This evening we are looking specifically at music. I have never experienced synethesia in the literal sense, but I decided to look at how Christmas Songs automatically bring colors to mind.
Today I took the ornaments off of my Christmas tree, and packed them back in the box, to store until next year. I enjoyed looking again at each ornament, remembering that many of them came from my former elementary school students. Some I remembered; others had names on them. You may think an ornament is an insignificant gift, but mine have hung on my tree every year since 1970.
During the cold winter encampment at Valley Forge, Washington rallied the troops. A big Christmas surprise was about to take place. While the British partied in Trenton, Washington loaded his men in boats and crossed the icy Delaware River in the dead of night for a surprise attack. The victory that took place would continue to be remembered in American History. I can imagine the letters sent home told exciting stories as the New Year came rolling in.
Brought troops hope for the New Year
Winter snow still falls
Stamp Art: Dwight L. Roth
Frank Tassone asked us to write a Haikai poem related to New Years. As I thought about those freezing cold soldiers camped at Valley Forge, I wondered what they must be thinking as Washington laid out his plan to attack the British in Trenton, NJ. This is my Haibun about that time.
The songs of Christmas have endured for many years. Some are hundreds of years old and others more recent. Some have tried to change them or add to them, but the originals seem to be frozen in time; enjoyed over and over again.
This year we got our nine year old grandson his first tool box with real tools for Christmas. To help get him started, I cut out a birdhouse out of some scrap cedar lumber that I had in my garage. I predrilled the holes and put in the screws. When I was finished I took it all apart and put the pieces and the screws in a zip-lock bag for him to put together. It will be a good project for him to complete.
Christmas is a time when many think it is what we get that brings happiness and joy. What often happens is that after all the gifts are exchanged and the holiday decorations are back in the box, the mood changes from happiness to depression and loneliness. What is the difference between happiness and joy in our life. I posted this poem earlier, but I felt that it might be appropriate for this Holiday season.
Happiness and Joy
Happiness is a little bird
Perched on the rail
Right within my grasp
Only to fly away
I reach out to take hold of it.
Joy is the blood
Pumping through my veins
A constant rhythm of rejuvenation
Not something to be possessed
Rather something to be
Joy is what keeps my soul alive