THE CHRISTMAS SKY

                                                      

                                                                                                                                               

        

                                   

people shuffle by in a hustle to a flow

sidewalk dancers skip in a beat for show

a melody pulls at reminisce for your tender know

blue Christmas crooners posted near store corners

lines of shoppers move to the pace of jolly bell ringers

new scatters of snow touch the city with wonder

cascades of winter shimmer in star shaped tinsel colors

a card of season greetings forgotten in a throw

rustles beat in folded wrong and sways to the winds tow

the slum strays hang back armed for harm to avoid a myths repose  

a bleak hub holds a cluster of people empty and seeking one last devotion

the outskirts are an invitation to premeditation in dark framed windows       

watcher’s and stalker’s work in a shadow's lurid dimension

seasonal carolers are silenced in tune with the rising of a crimson moon

slow creeping deep a scarlet wake envelopes all the boroughs in it’s umber

we come to the very edge of a ledge high above the red cast landscapes     

right below the unaware are parked for two in a row for sparks of passion

the overlook view enables us to see the lights of a city dim to a red gloom

giving in to the bird's eye view we scout the horizon

stars have formed the countless gold fire’s blazing across the skyline

cold alone and side by side we follow the bewilderment

as we watched the fall of the moon

Terry Darcy-Ryan

                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                                                     

                                                  

                                                                                 

                                                                                                                          

 

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

enjoyed reading this
very nice indeed

[Coyote Poetry]

We need to open our eyes. Amazing poem and the photos are outstanding. Most folks look away from true beauty and song. I stood alone often by a street performer. I listen and I gave my gratitude. A powerful and worthwhile poem my friend.
Coyote

[Davidgeo]

It's lovely writing, and I did not expect to be saying that after how it started. As a side note, you should go easy on the imbedded professional photography. It' is beautiful but, it detracts from your writing. Maybe cut it down to just one. Let your words paint the skyline, that's what's unique... we all have google image search, the pictures, everybody's seen.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

I do appreciate your advise and the compliment. I think you are right and I will work on minimizing Thank you for taking the time to review .

Sheer Terror

[Davidgeo]

I don't care about any of what you just said. You really do not need to placate me. I'm glad my comments meant something to you. That is all.

[Pete]

wow. this sure took a nasty turn. a tale of two cities - started out lulling me into the Xmas mood with cheer and all of a sudden things turned a dark, sickly red. i guess there's a red tag sale. ouch, bummer. great pics as usual.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Hey Pete, I am not a big fan of Christmas I believe it is too fake. We lost the real spirit of Christmas somewhere at Macy's or Amazon dot com. The moon represents similar types of influence as Santa. The Blue Moon, the Man in the Moon, a Full Moon and all its supernatural. So when the moon falls man has lost his Wonder with the world. I realize that scientifically speaking it would be the destruction when the moon fell but this is poetry. Thanks for stopping by and Reviewing.

Sheer Terror

[Nipplegrinder]

I'm simply floored by this. You sent me a RR for this, and because of the title, nearly just didn't read.

This began so cliche', in a sense, but you spun your tires, and quickly drove into darkness.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

I hope that means you like. I am not a fan of Christmas I believe it is a tale of people thieir greed and enterprising. The awful outweighs the bad. Only the good Xmas is shown on the idiot box. This was simply a tour through anywhere USA. The Xmas card is where things turn it lies on the border of I don't or can't give a f**k. The usual tattered and fringed. I m not really taking about a moon in my mind I have a view of Xmas and the downfall of man. So the moon is all the wonder and joy of the world turned crimson red.
Falling to its death. Thank for reading
Oh, Merry Christmas

Sheer Terror

[Nipplegrinder]

Bahahahaha. "Oh, Merry Christmas ".
Yes, I certainly did enjoy it.

[wordman]

this sounds like a christmas setting from my child hood,it gives you a wonderful feeling,and of course i loved all your images,it brought the poem to life..

have a merry christmas my friend

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Thank you Word man and merry x ma's

Sheer Terror

[wordman]

you`re welcome

[Paul Bell]

You captured the feeling of Christmas perfectly.
Fantastic pics too.
Special time of the year, that sometimes we take for granted.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Paul, thank you for taking the time to read and review

Sheer Terror