Winters Deep

(an Ode to Yule) Yule2Dry the berries and pop the corn
There’s boughs of Pine hung to adorn
In darkening days and snow felled form
Melted candles and hearths doth warm

The harvest is stored and meat be cured
Our long laboring days have granted award
Of Holiday so loving and blessedly shared
We forgive of our foes, wrongs they once dared

Traditions have passed from eldest to young
In tales ne’er told, but carols doth sung
How the Mother she slumbers in Winters Deep
While legendary brothers sentry her keep

One golden Oak and one sable Holly
These fabled Kings are not for folly
For twice a wheel, the Solstice doth come
The fate of seasons can crown only one

‘Round trees of presents and Yule logs bright
From elder’s mouths for childrens delight
The battle unravels, on this longest of nights
As they cheer for a victor who’ll hasten the light



Ode to Samhain

Samhain Harvest’s done
The reaper’s lot
Time to share what our work begot

Pumpkins round, gourds aplenty
Carve big eyes and toothy grins
Transform them all to childhood friends

Tart apples for caramel, red for dunking
String them up for the plucking
Between our teeth, they taste so sweet
Sticky chins are worth the treat!

Haystacks, cornstalks, leaves that crunch
Scarecrows droop in crops foregone
While blackbirds herald Full Moon’s light
upon their shoulder’s wooden might

We dance by fire to celebrate,
Winter’s store and Autumn’s fate
Then tucker in, we steel ‘gainst night
To hear the tales by candlelight
Of ghostly ghouls and witch’s flight

Nothing holds this enticing wonder
When veils are weak and spirits’ drawn
Alighting feet, inspiring songs
In our memories, it’s immortalized
A single night we’ll forever prize!