Sunday #Poetry: Christmas Bells

“Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.” ~Joseph Roux “Christmas Bells” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled …

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Sunday #Poetry: The Holly King

“Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.” ~Joseph Roux “THE Holly King” Anonymous The holly and the ivy, when they were both full grown, Of all the trees that are in the wood, the holly bears the crown. I AM the Holly King, Lord of the Waning Year. You may know me as the Green …

Sunday #Poetry: I Heard A Bird Sing

“Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.” ~Joseph Roux “I Heard A Bird Sing” Oliver Herford I heard a bird sing In the dark of December A magical thing And sweet to remember. 'We are nearer to Spring Than we were in September,' I heard a bird sing In the dark of December.