Poetically Speaking: Christmas at Four Winds Farm by Maureen Haslehurst


I haven’t shared any poetry lately so thought I would take month of December to put that right.  Each weekend until the run up to Christmas I’ll share a poem that resonate with the season.  I came  across this in a book of Christmas poetry I bought recently. It seemed  appropriate on a weekend when many will be collecting and decorating trees.  There is sometime magical about the ritual of going to collect the tree and I like the sentiment of this poem by Maureen Haslehurst, which I think captures it well.  I hope you enjoy it too.

Christmas at Four Winds Farm by Maureen Haslehurst

When the tambourines tinkle of ice on the moor

and the winter moon white as a bone

my grandad and his father set out to bring Christmas home.

A wild winter wizard had grizzled the gorse

and spangled the splinter sharp leaves,

when the light of their wind-swinging lantern

found a magical Christmas tree.

From the glittering town at the end of the dale

the carols grew sweeter and bolder

as my granddads smiling father

carried Christmas home on his shoulder

Image: Planets charity


  1. Vicky
    December 29, 2016 / 7:55 am

    That was short but sweet. I really like “spangled the splinter-sharp leaves” ?

    • angiev@blueyonder.co.uk
      December 30, 2016 / 6:12 pm

      Hi Vicky, I agree, I also love ‘A wild winter wizard had grizzled the gorse’

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