Birth Echoes Through Time – 15 December (2020 Re-post)


Birth echoes through all our time
Time shard echoes in our minds
Minds echo with contact cruel or kind
Cruel or kind actions, echo through humankind
Humankind echoes, with what was done before our time
Time to shed the old, to let new life echo all around

©RedCat

Re-post comment:

I’m running late for everything it feels like. But mostly it’s about the writing I have left to do. And the fact that I haven’t prepared the advent calendar as I had thought to do. So here a day late you’ll get the post I have thought to re-post to free my time up and celebrate my oldest turning ten.

Enjoy!



At first I thought I’d do a re-post today, of my first Echo Poem, to give me free birthday time. But my mind keep going round and round in echoes, so I had to write a new one.

Each year in the day leading up to my children’s birthday I have flashbacks of birth both in mind and body. Not something I mention often as it sound so trippy, but both my own mother and others have described similar feelings. And if your open to it, giving birth is one of the most profound birth-death-rebirth experiences, aka trips, a woman can have.




Image credits:

First image: Photo by ©Jonas Norén
Second image: Image Source on Wikimedia Commons
Third image: Photo by Isaac Quesada on Unsplash
Forth image: Photo by NASA on Unsplash



Waiting a Long December Night – 1 December (2020 Re-post)


Waiting a long December night
It’s easy to startle and take fright
Imagine goblins and ghosts
Even though the night are like most
Not yet full winter nights
When the moon is hid from sight

Waiting a long December night
I light candles to burn bright
Imagine unconstrained Christmas cheer
Cosying up with all I hold dear
Wishing for a new year
Without an pandemic to fear

Waiting a long December night
When the moon is hid from sight
I light candles to burn bright
To ward off spirits mischievous fright
Seasonal rhymes and rituals write
Waiting a long December night

©RedCat

Re-post comment:

Today is December 1st, and Wednesday. So this years advent calendar starts off with a re-post from last year. My creative writing classes and the fact that I brazenly decided to take 200% worth of classes has taken all my time and energy this fall. What little I had left got lost amid some family emergencies and other normal life stuff. Even so I decided to try to keep this tradition. If you like to join in post your own advent themed poem in the comment section.

Enjoy!



Last night I where kept up until the small hours by my youngest. Giving me some time to prepare today’s Advent calendar post. Missing to much sleep is never good. But sometimes writing in the witching hour gives great results. ;-)


©RedCat

If you’d like to read last years calendar the post can be found here.


Image credits:

First image: Photo by Vlad Bagacian from Pexels
Second image: Photo by Waldemar Brandt on Unsplash


Memories of Labor – 25 December

Photo by Tobias Bjørkli from Pexels

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!

Photo by Frank Cone from Pexels

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.


photochem_PA from State College, PA, USA [CC BY 2.0]

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

Photo by luizclas from Pexels

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

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