I had a New Year’s Eve party and  just after midnight there was a thunderous knock on the door. No, it wasn’t a tall dark stranger bearing a lump of coal, but the next best thing, a small fair stranger bearing a log. I’d written a poem for him to recite, about the village where we  live. Here it is…..




Day has folded in to night,

Look out upon this starry night.

Gaze out beyond the shivering moon,

The driving rain, the endless gloom

And think of thrills to come so soon.


[Yes now I’ll say my little list,

Remember it although you’re pissed]


A chance to sing – the village choir,

The banjo club – a joyous hour.

The Coach and Horses – ancient Inn,

Where drinking’s good, and free from sin.


A chance to sew and knit and more –

Unless you find such stuff a bore.

A chance to join the walking club

To walk for miles in sodden mud.


The gardening club, a time to chat,

Debates on slugs and all of that.

A chance to stand, or helter skelter

In brightly painted new bus shelter.


The village fete, the Christmas stall

With gaudy gifts for one and all.

St Peter’s church, a time to pray,

And hope that God might lead the way.


But meanwhile friends

Enjoy this night.

The future beckons –

Joyous, bright.




About rhymebydesign

Mother, grandmother, mainstream poet and short story writer. Started off in life as a teacher, but then moved out of the classroom in to educational administration. Curious about what makes people tick, including my own tickings! I enjoy long walks, thought provoking books, theatre and leading a simple life. I offer a customised poetry writing service for any occasion you might like to mark. Contact me at rhymebydesign@hotmail.com for a quick quote.

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