Another poem: Santa
Crunch, crunch, crunch … sounds the eaten biscuits
As he puts the packaged gifts under the Christmas Tree.
“Stop! Is that you Santa?” the little girls softly asks,
The stranger in the living room moved about rather happy and free.
But there wasn’t much noise at all,
“Halt! Who goes there?”
That child’s second question almost made Santa fall.
A curiously old figure clothed in red,
He held a cane of coniferous pine.
An frangipani flowery – wreathe was worn around his neck,
“Stop!” please … is that you, Santa … do you like being fed?”
“Don’t go, please I’d like to give you a hug and a little peck,
For this is Christmas Night and
We need you to give us a sign.”
What is this sign this young girl seeks, wonders Santa,
After travelling through many lands far and wide,
The whole world – matter of fact, Santa does roam,
With his faithful reindeers, through the air they proudly canter.
To all the underprivileged souls at Christmastide,
From those who love them tenderly, I bring warm thoughts of
From Californian fires and a Fijian Hurricane,
From Australian droughts and Canadian Snows,
From those far and away lands that feels so much pain,
To those close by, you hold most dear,
I bring you my gracious greeting here.
From a Maple leaf of a Canadian Tree,
To the beautiful Australian flower – the Wattle.
It is my hope, thinks Santa, that all man will finally be FREE,
Of all and any oppression that gets the world in to a never-ending
“Little girl … I come from the Northernest Tip of the Globe and I bring you a wish devine,
From Christmas Blessings, I touch your head.”
“I love you Santa” the young girl said –
“But who are you … I can keep a secret, please give me a sign.”
He vanished – just like that
With a “whoosh” that echoed down home corridor line.
It was not ‘til the morning light,
That the young girl told her family that
She saw and spoke to Santa in the night.
Thing is, nobody believed her … but Old Santa
Did leave her a sign … he’s very own Santa hat.
— The Old Cap’n Viking Pirate Evangelist Muscled Monk —
also known as – Paul e Valentine –
Date written: 8th December 2019
Time taken: 1 hour to write initial draft + 30 minutes to edit and finalise
Total time taken: 1:45 minutes