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Sonnet for the Sacred
by Kristina Woodhill
One hand clapping, one hand clapping, one hand;
Ring out, English bells! Stars dance in delight,
Earthbound voices swell, infuse moon's soft light;
Waxing notes burn deeply, melt our heartland.
One tree falling, one tree falling, one tree,
Flocked with sweet bird song, garland notes invite;
Pine boughs weep with joy, soft needles held tight,
Swaddling ripe full cones, hung with childlike glee.
One child born, one child, one Holy, one Child,
Tiny mew, lungs greet, repeat; rushing air,
Innocence in reach, ears strain, hands aware;
Human kin bend to rock, heart strings beguiled.
All souls sing the same song, sacred seeking,
All souls sing the same song, sacred seeking.
12/25/2011
Posted on 12/25/2011
Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/25/11 at 10:07 PM Oh, you've totally outdone yourself!!! There is a lingering here, a true Christmas Sonnet if EVER I've heard one. *sits in the sacred awe of your art* |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 12/25/11 at 10:12 PM And merry Christmas to you m'lady. And thank you! Very nicely done. |
| Posted by Lori Blair on 12/26/11 at 04:18 AM Beautiful..and those final two lines..unending..ever so! Thank you |
| Posted by Jody Pratt on 12/26/11 at 08:14 AM Festive and memorable of you. :) |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/28/11 at 04:05 PM I like the way you bring in the season in a more subtle, quiet, and and natural tone. It makes it more real, a lovely antithesis to the clanging insistent glitz all around. I get a feeling of peace from your poem and admire your fashioning it in sonnet form. Kudos to you dear Kristina. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 12/28/11 at 06:10 PM ... wonderful..... |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/01/12 at 04:48 PM Well crafted combination of yultide elements, fusing modern and traditional through your own unique style of poetry. And a belated Merry Christmas to you and yours Kristina! |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/14/12 at 03:27 PM music couldn't have a finer composer than you Kristina. surely this is an opus to enchant the senses and glee the eyes to hear. |
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