Monday, 18 December 2017

Midwinter




People are for life, not just for Xmas

And whilst they can be annoying
And disappointing
And they can make your head hurt
And your heart crack
And you can cry rivers
And sometimes lakes
The source of all this pain

Is love

Or lack of love
Or confused love
Or broken love
So love your people
Whoever they are
Whatever that looks like
While you can



RF 2017


I like to knock up a Xmas poem if possible (still waiting for a tune for last year's - I read it at the local folk club recently and a few people seemed to like it). I prefer Midwinter really and, given the choice, I'd do all the celebrating a few days earlier but we can't always get what we want so Xmas it still is here, for the most part. And celebrating always seems odd to me anyway, when there is so much sadness all around for so many reasons, but we continue to do it because the alternative seems so impossible (just sadness and no joy anywhere...). So: joy to you all! Spread it, feel it, hunt it down!
x

Photo - Montrose beach, Angus. 6.12.17.


2 comments:

hope said...

I think we celebrate to remind ourselves that there are STILL good, wonderful people in the world, even when the evil ones get all the attention.

Wishing you and yours a Merry Christmas and all the best in the New Year.

Rachel Fox said...

That sounds like a good reason!
Happy holidays to you, Hope.
x