The first Friday of each month, one of my Inklings writing group friends gives us a challenge. Well, Heidi gave us 12 prompts, one for each day of Yuletide. She sent it to each of us in a handmade mobile. I attached it to my December calendar page and left it there while Christmas and a family trip happened. Only yesterday, I decided to glue the prompts into the remaining pages of my 2023 notebook. The ultimate procrastination, I’m afraid. I’ve written one poem, so it is one poem you will read. This is probably not what Heidi intended when she put so much time and handwork into making our Yuletide prompt calendar.
Call Back the Dying Sun
Your rising beckons me
to notice
a stream of light
overarching
bare trees.Your rising beckons me
to be like you–
a light for
sight, beacon
of joy.Your rising beckons me
Margaret Simon, draft
to sense warmth
even at a slant
toward darkness–
I rise, too.
Heidi @my juicy little universe
Molly @Nix the Comfort Zone
Catherine @Reading to the Core
Mary Lee @A(nother) Year of Reading
Linda @A Word Edgewise
Reflections on the Teche 
Oh, I love this poem, Margaret. A prayer for each morning!
Love your poem, Margaret! Great photo to go with it.
I love the repetition in your poem, Margaret. And the photo is spectacular.
Your poem closes with a powerful strength noticing warmth “even at a slant/
toward darkness–“ beautiful, thanks!
Love the poem with the image – I agree with Michelle the last line is powerful.
Beckons is such a beautiful word, Margaret. Perfect for that inviting rocker and a rising sun!
Being from New England, the bare trees in Georgia surprise me, though perhaps they shouldn’t. I love how you use the sun as an inspiration to be a beacon of light and joy! : )
Your repetition is very effective! And the pairing of photo and poem is magical.
How beautiful, Margaret–like Michelle, my heart caught on
“warmth
even at a slant
toward darkness–”
I’m glad your prompts are saved there for you, and I say one gorgeous poem is worth a dozen rushed or obligated! Happy New Year, my friend.
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Delicious…”light, even at a slant.” I can picture you rising with the light, with the sun. A beautiful poem.
I love, love, love all of these sun poems you all have created from the prompt!
That final stanza is my favorite–just lovely! I’m so glad you had uninterrupted time with family and now can enjoy the prompts at your leisure 🙂
Margaret, with Christmas, New Year, and undecorating I have been swapped so I understand “procrastination”. Maybe better words for all of this is not enough time in a day and family first. Your one poem beckons you to rise with the light and be just in the motion. Have a wonderful week.
Love this one, Margaret. I feel beckoned too. 🙂