This poem is about a key part of any Kiwi Christmas – pohutakawa trees in full bloom! They are spectacular, one of many natural treasures beloved by New Zealanders everywhere. https://www.doc.govt.nz/nature/native-plants/pohutukawa/ Only two more sleeps to go! Pohutukawa You are an explosion of red and green Adorning front doors, greeting cards and nativity scenes StrongContinue reading “Christmas #6: A Summer Christmas”
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Christmas Number 5
A little local flavour today. This one is from the archives, having been written about four years ago. It was inspired by a trip to a very popular pre-Christmas artisan fair: traffic was backed up for blocks; the sun was shining fiercely; and everyone was running our of festive cheer due to the crowds andContinue reading “Christmas Number 5”
Christmas Number 4
This is a poem I adapted to perform last at the farewell for the Wellington Feminist Poetry Club and the dawning of a new age….the launch of the Wellington Feminist Creative Collective. We are rising like splendid Phoenix – dazzling and beautiful. A tinsel messSo this is it:another year of covid,just a few weeks beforeContinue reading “Christmas Number 4”
Christmas Number 3
The poem below was written for a work Christmas function that was cancelled due to unforeseen and non-covid related circumstances. A message from the magical Christmas Tree forest Deep in the ancient forests of an ancient land Festive elves and fairies toil with their hands, And their hearts to create A very special place. TheContinue reading “Christmas Number 3”
Christmas Number 2
Here’s a new one, written today. It is humid and rainy here, quite a grey day. As a resident of the Southern Hemisphere I have not yet experienced a ‘white Christmas’ although almost every festive reference is wintery: Santa in fur-lined boots driving his sleigh through the snow to homes glowing warm with a cracklingContinue reading “Christmas Number 2”
Christmas Number 1
It’s definitely the holiday season! I can tell because the urge to wear noise cancelling headphones when shopping always peaks in the first 3 weeks of December. I am sure I’ll post more yule-tide themed poems over the next wee while, here is one fresh from the editing suite: ChristmasThe half finishedembroidery lieswhere it wasContinue reading “Christmas Number 1”
Angele Toomey Poetry 