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Monday Poetry Prompt: Yule

This prompt has been scheduled to post at the moment of the December Solstice, the start of winter for the Northern Hemisphere, where most of Living Poetry resides, so this week let’s write a yule poem. Write about the shortest day, longest night. Write about the ancient traditions of yule logs or wassailing. Write about whatever you love or hate about the holidays associated with the winter solstice and post them in the comments below. Happy Whatever!


About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.


21 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Yule

  1. Posted mine to my blog: https://bartbarkerpoet.com/2020/12/21/winter-solstice-sonnet/

    I’ve lived where the solstice air
    freezes onto my mustache…

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Bartholomew Barker | December 21, 2020, 9:17 PM
  2. I have never seen
    the winds stilled
    and kingfishers nest
    on a calmed sea

    but I have watched the sun
    stand still at its nadir
    still blazing
    like an eponymous conure

    wings take flight
    from this terrible year
    there will never be
    another one like it

    but isn’t that true every year

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Chris Clarke | December 21, 2020, 6:34 PM
  3. Today was as short as a mayfly’s lifespan.
    Tonight will be as long as voting lines in Georgia.
    Flick your Bic and set fire to a trump hotel
    Whatever it takes to get thru to other side.
    And welcome the Sun again.

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by JeanMarie | December 21, 2020, 5:40 PM
  4. we speak of yule
    immediately Euell
    Gibbons–that is
    comes to mind

    pine needles
    “some parts are edible, you know”
    famous words
    too bad
    he dies so young

    to this day
    pine needles bring back thoughts
    of Yuell
    and a time
    when it was just that real

    Liked by 5 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | December 21, 2020, 2:08 PM
  5. Burning of the Yule Log
    This past year, the worst of our lifetime
    caused a fierce struggle every day for many
    ‘tis time to end the darkest year by honoring
    the oldest tradition in the history of the world
    Ancient Pagans created it to soothe our souls

    find a hefty log of forest near to you, drag it home
    on this black of night, build a bonfire to cast it upon
    or burn the Yule Log this shortest day and longest night,
    in the fireplace, creating brilliant flashes of light, carry it
    to the new year, blessing it with bright beginning, a promise

    toss sage leaves into the fire, cleanse the air, cast out evil spirits
    whisper prayers of hope and good luck for those in your realm
    know darkness will leave us; long days of sunshine are coming.

    Liked by 4 people

    Posted by purplestoneblog | December 21, 2020, 11:26 AM
  6. Walking away from high cold,
    Loving the coffee, desire to meet my loved ones

    Liked by 6 people

    Posted by Chhotes | December 21, 2020, 7:51 AM

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