Day 9: Five gold rings — Sarah writes poems

Five gold rings
the choir of children sing:
it’s Christmas time again.
Please put a penny in the old man’s hat
the goose is getting fat
but not yet cooked, it seems.

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
but the snow no longer falls here
only the rain in floods
and devastation streams…

Day 9: Five gold rings — Sarah writes poems

Thank you to Sarah for featuring my poem in her wonderful Christmas poetry advent calendar.

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  1. Ingrid, this poem brings to mind an image of the emperor Nero fiddling while Rome burned, although that fire was probably set to rid the city of slums. The quotes in the poem are like baubles we are hanging on a Christmas tree as the snow we wish for has become a destructive flood. I do hope our “goose is not yet cooked.” with regard to climate change.

    I will check out Sarah’s advent calendar. It sounds like a novel idea. Your poem is ingenious, and I love the photo. Take care, Ingrid! <3

  2. A breath of fresh air and laughter with a great pic Ingrid!
    💖
    oh my that feels like at the end lol.. I’m always a little bah humbug and How fun to be in Sarah’s advent calendar.

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