December Song

December Song

too poor to sing carols

I could stand by a pine

but not my own

the lights strung by the moon

dark testament

to the new Yule

used to live where

electricity was not a gift

to find under the tree

but a necessity procured

with mean green

that is now unseen

my heart is trying to sing today

but a pine cone hit me in the head

to remind me

this winter tree has its own 

green dressed in white

and I am painfully aware of my blight

as I shiver within

and without

it will be January soon

and I wonder if 

I will see February

by the light of the moon

or heaven.

erin-cilberto

12/25/2020

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

My sentiments exactly... the half Moon is what I call a Banana Moon.
However, the phases of the Moon are predictable.. but not in the
New Year 2021. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Pat,
j.