log fueled fire blazes in a hearth, throwing out intermittent shadows embellishing a darkened room a flickering candle burns through yet another Christmas eve its light reaches out to highlight images of a family past
a silence is broken by a rocking, creaking chair that projects it's outline upon an empty wall, a victim of years gone by reminisces of many such nights, as a wind roars around snow-filled fields outwith a bolted wooden door...
MIKEYMO
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This a beautiful poem and indeed depicts the height of lonliness not only at Christmas but every day! Another ten from me Mike.
Evocative, superb write with the stark facts of living alone without family, brought out with great depth of the coldness of living alone!
I am a fan of yours Mike. You actually take the person and the subject into a lovely dream state. I can visualise the scenario you have described perfectly. Terrific poet.
I can visualize the light bouncing around the room highlighting family photos! Great poet
I can visualize the shawdows and the light from the fire highlighting his family pictures hung on the walls. A very gifted poet
So melancholy. Alone at Christmas and it seems all year every year. Brilliant piece of work Mike.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Masterpiece! Keep them coming Mike! Loved it! depicts lonely people in a sad and tragic way.