Sparkling ashen faucets of frost born rain
Sheeting celestial grace across fields of our souls
Grant us empowerment through clarification
While holding us together through the mist
Gift given symbolism baths us in companionship
Leaving yearning for our reassembly
Under winters silver wings
I love holiday/seasonally themed poetry! This was lovely.
Somehow, this doesn't make me feel nostalgic. Not because I've never had a pleasant christmas... it just makes me think of my christmas celebrations in 10 years. I think it's because of the more "adult" viewpoint on it. It was nice to read a christmas poem that wasn't written from the way a child would feel.
"Gift given symbolism baths us in companionship"
I especially like this line. I sometimes feel that Christmas tends to be only about the gifts and money. Sometimes it is, but the symbolism behind them - giving does indeed remind us of our friendships.
"Leaving yearning for our reassembly"
Another great line. Family may not always get along, but christmas is a time to forget all of that and rejoice. And when it's over, well, you sorta miss it. I know I do.
Also, 10 points for using the word "celestial." Love that word. :D