Christmas Gold

(An English Sonnet with a Seasonal message)

What is it that our childhood dreams foretell?
Illusion, which reality belies:
Enthralling images that make hearts swell
Of snowmen, carrot noses, coal for eyes,
The carol singers, Santa hats, mulled wine,
With children dancing, reindeer prancing by.
Through frosted panes a silver moon will shine
On message-bringing angels in the sky.

Now atmospheric change, a warmer earth,
The season, skewed, turned reason on its head;
Made creatures in the autumn – full of mirth,
Renewing springtime vows – build nests instead.

So what warm secret does our future hold?
A promise of the coming… Christmas gold.

(Read the author’s commentary on this poem)

About PoetJanstie

“Life is short and art long, the crisis fleeting, experience penniless and decision difficult” ~ Hippocrates. As a young man, John enjoyed being fit and sporting. It was then as much his recreational therapy as a cappella harmony singing, music, walking in the hills and writing is now. Playing Rugby Union for over twenty years, encouraged in the early days by a school that was run on the same lines as Gordonstoun, giving shape and discipline to a sometimes precarious early life. This fitness was enhanced by working part time jobs in farming, as a leather factory packer and security guard, but probably not helped, for a short time, by selling ice cream! His professional working life was spent as a Metallurgical Engineer, Marketing Manager, Export Sales Manager, Implementation Manager and Managing Director of his own company. Thirty five years spent, apparently in a creative desert, raising a family, pursuing a career and helping to pay the bills, probably enriched his experience, because his renaissance, on retirement, realised a hidden creative talent as a writer of prose and poetry. He also enjoys music, with a piano and a forty-nine year old Yamaha FG140 acoustic guitar. He sings bass in three a cappella harmony groups: as a founding member of a mixed voice chamber choir, Fox Valley Voices and a mixed barbershop quartet. He is also a member of one of the top barbershop choruses in the UK, Hallmark of Harmony (the Sheffield Barbershop Harmony Club), who, for the eighth time in 40 years, became UK Champions in 2019. He is also a would be (once upon a time or 'has been') photographer with drawers full of his own history, and an occasional, but lapsed 'film' maker. In his other life, he doubles as a Husband, Father, Grandfather, Brother, Uncle, Cousin, Friend and Family man. What he writes is sometimes autobiographical, often political, sometimes dark and frequently pins his colours to the mast of climate change and how humans are trashing the Earth. In 2013, he published an anthology of the poetry (including his own) of an international group of poets, who met on Twitter in 2011. He produced, edited and steered the product of this work, "Petrichor Rising", to publication by Aquillrelle. His sort of strapline sort of reads: “ iWrite iSing iDance iVolunteer ”
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3 Responses to Christmas Gold

  1. Jamie Dedes says:

    Heart felt. Well done.


  2. eden baylee says:

    I was directed here for a famous poet’s traditional English sonnet 😉
    I’d forgotten all the ‘rules’ attached to a sonnet, but despite that, yours is so lyrical – a song with a special message.
    A wonderful read – thank you for sharing.


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