Before Christmas
By Clark Myers
Early December now
and dark before three.
Let’s toboggan the weeks
to the shortest day.
The snow will raft
over the curved prow
and sting our faces
through scarves and
pulled down hats.
And cake on Bedouin eyes
slit against the cold.
Christmas is upon us
snow moonlight kissed.
Let us hang an ornament
to mark our first.
And let us hold the sun
and gather the stars.
And let us hold one another
against the dark.
Clark Myers is an active member of the poetry community on Martha’s Vineyard. He lives in Vineyard Haven.
Poets with a connection to Martha’s Vineyard are encouraged to submit poems to Laura Roosevelt at ldroosevelt@gmail.com.
