Merry Christmas from our Santa Poet

Because It's Christmas Eve

and past poets sometimes resemble Santa
without the red hat and suit.
Because it's Christmas eve and I write
poetry and try to work the holidays
into verse. Because Walt and his white beard is equal
or greater than snow, than Santa, than the Christmas cookies
I will wear into the new year on my hips. Because Christmas
and poetry can mix, can be the holly on your desk, the holy
in your manger, the candle burning
in the window saying someone is home
and quiet and writing.


Merry Christmas, Poets!

May your Christmas be poetic, creative, and full of all that brings you inspiration.

with love,
Kells