In wickedest of winter nights,
to our warmth now come inside
You’re glittering in gladdest lights,
as the gloaming daylight wanes
Like horsemen winds are howling past,
in homely cabin we are safe
as solemnly our songs are heard
for solstice change to spring
In care of candlelight we wait
for calendar that soon will end.
when pains of what is past gives way
to passions of a year’s rebirth
Picture from Wikimedia commons
We are soon at the darkest part of the year, and darkness permeates our souls. Mary wants us to use lights as inspiration for Poetics tonight. We sure need a lot of light here in Sweden. Please join us at the last pub of the year. Hope there will be plenty of light for us all when we open at 3 PM EST.
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December 13, 2013
In the cold of darkest winter nights, the light of a candle burning gives a feeling of warmth as we wait for days to lengthen again! I enjoyed this, Bjorn.
Oh you are so fast.. 🙂 I enjoyed this.. winter solstice is so very important….
I know that your days are at their shortest just now Björn and your longing for light can acutely be felt. I like the idea of a ‘homely cabin’ and the waiting for the ‘passions of a year’s rebirth’.
Thank you Gabriella, it’s darker than ever.. no snow, just grey clouds and rain…
We have no snow either here.
the light provides us with a circle of hope and warmth to puch on through the dark night of the season waiting on the light to come once more…no matter how those horsemen howl…as long as there is light….smiles.
oh those horsemen howl.. but the candles keep them at bay.
Your words so intense they can’t help but pull the reader in immediately. Beautiful.
Oh thank you Maggie.. that’s what I really wanted to do.
passion’s of a years rebirth…. i love that we have candles and hope to brighten up the darkest time of year… and good to be safe from the horsemen winds…oh yesterday it was stinging cold over here…
Oh we had them howling around the house the other night.. but we were nicely tucked inside..
/darkness permeates our souls/ stays with me, brother, with you there, north of north, in the belly of the beast winter, lying flat as the ghost riders stampede overhead; a fine ride, & honest sentimentality; Midnight sun in summer, darkness at noon in winter, creatures of such extremes have to become poets.
Passions of a years’ rebirth, the horsemen winds- my favorite bits. Wonderfully expressed. 🙂
A beautiful metaphor to use in the darkness of winter ~ We are snow filled here but I am looking forward to rebirth and spring time ~ Happy weekend Bjorn ~
“In care of candlelight” — Love that phrase! Great piece.
Always digging the idea of new chances & rebirth…putting the past behind…hope in darkness & the light that draws us forward. Nice.
I can see the candle as guardian of joy as everything else is so huge–night, past, future, everything.
BEAUTIFUL orbs of seasonal lights and shadows ~ perfectly timed! Blessings friend ~Debbie
Winter solstice is indeed worth celebrating. I see no problem with this; celebrating the birth of Christ at winter solstice. There is no other real turn to life than the birth of Christ. *smile*
This is very beautiful, Bjorn. I love the rhythm of it and, especially the horseman winds.
What a welcoming atmosphere you have created here, Bjorn!
Light and Life, so unshakeable, beautifully translated into lyrical magic. 🙂 So wonderful, Bjorn!
Beautiful, Bjorn – and I just love the word ‘gloaming’ – wonderful light filled poem – K
Celebrating the goodness of Christ’s birth is a refreshing spark in the gloom of winter. Beautiful words Bjorn!
Hank
In Care of Candlelight…I like that….I look forward to that day when things turn and there is a newness in the air of things to come…after the holidays 😉
Like horsemen winds are howling past,… loved the music in this… great write to end the year… most of us will still be writing… I’ll be back
Winter a time of deep thoughts as we wait for the spring and rebirth..I am getting pounded by a snowstorm today.
Bjorn, your poem brings shivers, songs, and hope of rebirth “in the bleak mid-winter” – shine on!
The light of your poem has warmed my heart again, Björn. You have created a hopeful atmosphere where pains will be forgotten to give birth to passions. I saw your candle heart-shaped… May the light inside your soul be always with you.
A poem to warm one’s heart on a chilly night! I loved it and always admire your rhythm and rhyme.
your voice though possibly not meant to gives your writing an eerie feel. The longing for the light, the birth of a New Year – lovely BR.
oh and I forgot – a very Merry and safe Christmas to you and your family BR.
Light and darkness have an older, greater meaning the further north or south one travels; here in Florida USA we’re almost equinoctal about the solstices, noting the change, but not stirred much because it’s not a riot or rout of light. Great hymn here full of of the portent and hope of the solstice moment.
the security of being in the light and the optimism of the new year it what I will take away from your poem…and of course the horsemen winds – great image.
nice images.. and the end, where you find a new beginning.
I sense you creating warmth in the midst cold and light in the midst of darkness. I also like the reference to the birth of a new year.
The portrayal of the darkest hour is so perfect in so the few words you have chosen, Bjorn! Lovely poem.
It’s lovely to be warm & cozy inside by candlelight, keeping those howling horsemen away. Smiles. Great imagery, Bjorn. Stay warm and happy holidays to you.
Ooh those horsemen winds! I really like that imagery. Candlelight does bring such a nice warmth and is especially needed this time of year.
You have illustrated so well the northern winter, and I appreciate your take on your world, well done.
Beautiful! how much the burning candle leaves for us to shed the past and look forward move on! Merry Christmas and a Happy new year
Hey Bjorn–I am also in quite a Northern place–not like you! But feel this darkness very much. I will be happy when the days are longer. Thanks! k.
My poem was written in a cabin with terrible cold pressing in, so yours is very close to my heart. I hope that embrace was true. That is one warmth that can sustain us until spring.
This flowed effortlessly..had the rhythm of a carol we might have sung in school..yet definitely an exploration of the darker side of light..
“to passions of a year’s rebirth”, ah, and I raise my glass. And may those horsemen winds howl past. Excellent sentiments.
The sooner we get to the solstice the sooner we can start looking forward to longer days again. Your words evoke this for me.
presently present wick in a flame, thankyou