Memories of Labor – 25 December

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Night before Christmas
Memories of labor rise
Giving birth on stable straw
Beneath clear starry skies

Guarded by Mars and Orion
Attended by the Moon
Hidden by a veil of mist
Grass sparkling with frost strewn

The mother struggle, the baby scream
Dawn, bright sunlight on ice
Tears and joy intertwine
Pain and blood, children’s birth price

Milk flows, the starchild grows
Beneath flurries of snow
Warm in the embrace of Love
A new Mother’s heart aglow

©RedCat

A Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
OR
Happy solstice season!
OR
Happy whatever suits you this season!

I just want you all to be happy, healthy, safe and loved!

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1 December – Advent Calendar 2020
Waiting a Long December Night – 2 December 2020
Glow – 3 December (2019 Re-Post)
Birth Echoes Through Time – 4 December
Golden Dawn Of A New Year – 5 December
Night Walks – 6 December (2019 Re-post)
Spirit of the season – 7 December (2019 Re-post)
Searching For A Way – 8 December
Surrender Sky-clad to the Moon – 9 December
Tomten Wonders – A Golden Shovel Poem Inspired by Viktor Rydberg, 10 December
Midwinter Love – A Landay Poem, 11 December (2019 Re-post)
Cold Moon – 12 December (2019 Re-post)
Saint Lucia – 13 December (2019 Re-post)
Inglenook Dreams – 14 December
Dark moon of the crone – 15 December (2019 Re-post)
Gothic Christmas Carol – 16 December
Love Me, Accept Me, Hold Me – Affirmation poem, 17 December
Mnemosyne visits – 18 December (2019 Re-post)
Yule Angst – A Villanelle Song by Kmt47 feat RedCat, 19 December
Girl Blue – A Love Song, 20 December
Solstice prayer – 21 December (2019 Re-post)
Longing by the Moon – 22 December
Moon Madness – A Acrostic Poem, 23 December
Gift Rhymes – 24 December (2019 Re-post)

Gift Rhymes – 24 December (2019 Re-post)

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In Sweden we have this tradition of writing rhymes that hint at what your Christmas presents contains. We celebrate on Christmas Eve.
The day starts with what my children call Santa porridge (Swedish rice pudding). The adults try to prep for the feast while the kids wait for presents. Many sit down at three o’clock to watch a traditional Disney medley on telly. Then go on to have the biggest dinner of the year – Julbord.

When dinner is cleared away, it’s time for the gifts under the three, or maybe delivered by the neighbor dressed as Santa. Many families have a tradition of everyone sitting around opening one gift at a time, round and round, until all gifts are opened. The gift rhymes are for many part of this tradition.


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This gift might rattle
Many sided polyhedrons for battle
Land to farm for food
Markets for the shrewd
Mountains to mine for ore
Magic forests to explore
Trough the rules will be unfurled
How to be the ruler of this world


This is for thee
Found under the tree
A set of three

One handy in size for notable everyday moments
One sultry black for noting those black torments
One ruby red for novellas in your sensual parlance

All year round I wish thee well
Blank lines for my hearts mademoiselle
Empty pages for your muse to indwell


No, I’m sorry to say
I don’t carry cash today

But, wait. Don’t go…
I have this bag of clothes for goodwill today
You can have first pick
What do you say?

Yes, I know this leads to stares
We remind all these commuters here today
The holidays are for sharing good fortunes
At least, that’s what we all say

© REDCAT

Written for the last prompt of the year at dVerse ~ Meet the bar with gift rhymes, where Björn shared this Swedish tradition. As guessing are part of it I haven’t told you what my two first presents contain. Can you guess?

I will however tell you that the last rhyme is a scene from real life.


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Longing by the Moon – 22 December

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The crescent moon is sickle sharp
Like the distance keeping us apart
Then she grows, still we’re seeing her from distant shores
Separated from the one we adore

The warm, golden half-moon
Makes us long for passionate afternoons
Then she fills, lockdown alarm shrills
While we freeze as loneliness chills

The full moon, glistening on frost
Reminding of all that’s lost
Then she fades, taking light and hope away
Spring, a made up, unreachable someday

©RedCat
©RedCat

1 December – Advent Calendar 2020
Waiting a Long December Night – 2 December 2020
Glow – 3 December (2019 Re-Post)
Birth Echoes Through Time – 4 December
Golden Dawn Of A New Year – 5 December
Night Walks – 6 December (2019 Re-post)
Spirit of the season – 7 December (2019 Re-post)
Searching For A Way – 8 December
Surrender Sky-clad to the Moon – 9 December
Tomten Wonders – A Golden Shovel Poem Inspired by Viktor Rydberg, 10 December
Midwinter Love – A Landay Poem, 11 December (2019 Re-post)
Cold Moon – 12 December (2019 Re-post)
Saint Lucia – 13 December (2019 Re-post)
Inglenook Dreams – 14 December
Dark moon of the crone – 15 December (2019 Re-post)
Gothic Christmas Carol – 16 December
Love Me, Accept Me, Hold Me – Affirmation poem, 17 December
Mnemosyne visits – 18 December (2019 Re-post)
Yule Angst – A Villanelle Song by Kmt47 feat RedCat, 19 December
Girl Blue – A Love Song, 20 December
Solstice prayer – 21 December (2019 Re-post)
Longing by the Moon – 22 December
Moon Madness – A Acrostic Poem, 23 December
Gift Rhymes – 24 December (2019 Re-post)

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Solstice prayer – 21 December (2019 Re-post)

© RedCat

I burn this so it may die within me
Leaving fertile ashes
where new life-pattern can grow

I burn this to signify re-birth
To give the seeds sown space
and nourishment to grow

I burn this to signify my Will set
Writing my pain,
Finding peace
Dancing with soul
Showing passion
Self-loving in heart
Accepting philia

© REDCAT

Written for the solstice ritual of 2019.

The unusual and artistic image below, made using a technique known as “solargraphy” in which a pinhole camera captures the movement of the Sun in the sky over many months, was taken from the Atacama Pathfinder Experiment (APEX) telescope on the plateau of Chajnantor.
Read more on the linked source page.

Girl Blue – A Love Song, 20 December

Laura Nyro

Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two

Whirlwind is through
He has left you for her
His love, never true
Sneaked around, lied to you

Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two

Pink dreams, crushed, adieu
Sad sorrow, shines from you
Once turtle doves flew
No more dreaming for you

Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two

No hugs, no rendezvous
Lonely nights before you
Cold winter storms brew
Raging winds to cleanse you

Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two

©RedCat

Written for The Sunday Muse. Chatted to a friend yesterday while feeling really blue, battling those inner critics and saboteurs. He challenged me to try silence them with one more lyrics written, first version of melody sung. At first I had no ideas, and no energy. Then I looked at the prompt photo and took a walk.

When I came in I had the refrain both in my head and recorded on my phone. Thankful for the help it is when another believes in you when yourself can’t.

Inspired by the photo. I’ve never heard of the artist before, but now I’m curious.

©RedCat

Yule Angst – A Villanelle Song by Kmt47 feat RedCat, 19 December

©RedCat

Is there reason to be jolly
Will my love kiss me tomorrow
Wake me from this melancholy

Feeling only pain and colly
Fading like an old, old photo
There’s no reason to be jolly

Brain is treacle slow and foggy
No hope left it’s all a dumb show
Shake me from this melancholy

Bring me back to happy folly
Lead me to above the rainbow
Teach me reasons to be jolly

Read me from your book of stories
Take me to the patch of willow
Break me from this melancholy

Let’s lay down beneath the holly
Touch until we’re breathless, aglow
There is reason to be jolly
Woken from this melancholy

©RedCat


Inspired by music made by Kmt47. I have tried lyrics before, but never felt it work. This time the music gave me rhythm and melody. The words slotted into place, one by one, for each read through. And the music changed after the words where added. Haven’t sung in years, so it was a bit nerv wrecking.

Together we poured all the angst this year had into one strange, haunting techno song.

Written for the last dVerse prompt of the year – MTB: endings / beginnings.
There where a seasonal buffet of five delicious (though low-fat) things about about endings:
(for full descriptions see the prompt)

  1. how and where to end that line 
  2. endings as quotations like The Golden Shovel form – where one poem quotes another 
  3. endings and beginnings – verse forms that loop and repeat (dVerse Vilanelle)
  4. underlining your endings, and
  5. surprise endings.

Since I recently done two Golden Shovel poems. I choose number 3. I love repating, looping forms. I decided to try a new one a Villanelle.

A Villanelle has 19 lines – 5 three line stanzas (tercets) and a final four line stanza (quatrain). It has a definite rhyme and repeating structure. And thanks to the dVerse explaination I finally understood something about denoting poetic structures.

1b2 ab1 ab2 ab1 ab2 ab12 equals A1bA1 abA1 abA2 abA1 abA2 abA1A2

Looks like a strange equation :-)

It means the first five stanzas rhyme aba, the last abaa. The lines denoted with a capital letter are repeated verbatim. You’ll notice I break this in my song and change the lines slightly. I did that after singing it for the first time realizing it would be better to suit the lines to the change going on.


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Mnemosyne visits – 18 December (2019 Re-post)


Remembering the passion we shared so boundless.
How the kiss of your lips left me breathless.
The way you read every need, wordless.
Orgasms that left me floating, weightless.
Encounters that made me emboldened, fearless.
Memory is eternal, ageless.

Recalling this fantasy was real,
fulfilling many a need.
Restores in my heart,
though the truth can be tart.
Faith that even a lonely heart, homeless,
will one day fine love, hopefulness.

© REDCAT

18th December 2020
Re-post note

Right now I’m working on a poem set to music, I had hoped it would be done tonight,
but apparently not so. So instead I’ll treat you to this re-post from last year.


Written for the dVerse ~ Tuesday Poetics: Less is More, more or less.
” The suffix ‘less’ has both negative and positive connotations and even neutral ones. The challenge is to choose one or more from the list of words BELOW and include it/them in the body and/or title of your poem. If possible, add a soupçon of hopefulness for Hope is the message in this first advent week!”

ageless ~ boundless ~ breathless ~ careless ~ cloudless ~ colourless ~ faceless ~ fearless ~ feckless ~ flawless ~ formless ~ harmless ~ heedless ~ helpless ~ homeless ~ listless ~ needless ~ restless ~ rootless ~ senseless ~ tasteless ~ weightless ~ windowless ~ wordless


Since I was all serious about advent yesterday, I decided to have some fun with this one. Which apparently meant my naughty side came out… ;-)


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