Sircharlesthepoet

Poetry by Charles Joseph


Jingle Bell

Sand not born of land
Dust suspend without trust
Cause
Snow might have overran the wind
Or the wind has frozen to powder

Clouds blow
Clouds wave
Knaves dancing
Dances of the saved
The wind sings earnest lullabies

Winter is here
A wonderland
In the air.
The aches can mend
A few tears to spare.
Can’t you hear? The jingles are near.

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3 responses to “Jingle Bell”

  1. Hello Sir Charles! Thanks for sharing.

  2. Great poem! I love it

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