Poetry Friday: Santa

poetryfridayToday I offer a poem from my good friend Rex Holliday.  Rex and I went to high school together. He now lives in Texas and when not riding his Harley, he’s rhyming up poetry. Recently, he has teamed up with Donna Mathews-Kraus in combining art and poetry. Their work can be found HERE.

After finishing school for the year and hearing students discuss Googling “Santa” to see if he’s real, this is a good poem for today.  Following Rex’s poem is my haiku for today, a response to his poem.

SANTA

Everyone feels different
about this time of year
But I believe in Santa
and all of his reindeer
I believe in magic
that miracles do come true
Not necessarily
exact way I want them to.

I have had plenty
and at times naught a thing
But magic of Christmas
makes me want to sing
If you choose another
different point of view
I hope it makes you happy
not feeling kind of blue.

Is Santa a person
an angel or just a belief?
This perplexing question
will give you no relief
But I believe in magic
that miracles do come true
Not necessarily
exact way you want them to.
~rx~ ©

His book, My Mind in Rhyme, can be found on Amazon.

My response:

as a child
sleigh bells on the roof
convinced me
©jone rush macculloch #haikuforhealing

I will be emailing the New Year Postcard lists by Saturday.

 

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11 Responses to Poetry Friday: Santa

  1. Two magical poems–and yes, I still believe in magic and miracles, especially the ones that may not turn out the way you expected.

  2. When we were showing signs of not believing, bells magically chimed outside our bedroom window. I’ve been a believer ever since! Merry Christmas, Jone. Looking forward to my first postcard swap!

  3. My poems are never
    exact way I want them to
    either,
    but sleighbells on the roof
    never fail me,
    bringing song
    to syllables
    that would sound
    flat
    without them.

  4. maryleehahn says:

    Here’s to magic and miracles! (May we keep our eyes wide open so as to recognize them when we see them!)

  5. I think any kind of bell can be a sleigh bell or an angel getting their wings, why not believe. Wasn’t the Alabama Senate race a little bit of magic … I liked your friends poem and especially your response, Merry Christmas!

  6. I grew up in city apartments, so alas no roof for sleigh bells, and no chimney for Santa. But I still believed, and like Rex, I still believe in magic, though maybe of a different sort than I did back then. 🙂

  7. Love your reply, Jone–you’ve captured that magic from Rex’s poem and given it new life!

  8. lindabaie says:

    I heard slegih bells too, outside my window as a child. Who? I wondered, but then stopped wondering and just believed. Thanks, Jone!

  9. Ah, Jone…..those sleighbells on the roof. I heard them too….still do. Merry Christmas to you, friend.

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