Two Christmas Poems by Film Critics

 

THE GOLDEN PRINCESS

BY

RICHARD j. sMITH

 

The golden princess dances upon a lake

The surface frozen as she leaves beautiful patterns in her wake.

She does not feel the cold nor mind the scene

Such movements prove she's ever so keen.

 

While gentle snow falls across the mire

It's a time for cheer, a place to inspire.

Remembering the joys of dancers like Gene Kelly

She moves to the sounds of her favourite telly.

 

A tip of the top hat for you

Every word and thought given its due.

From music soulful yet slow

I wish you a Merry Christmas, Betty Jo!

 

 

THE MAGICIAN

BY

BETTY JO TUCKER

 

 Richard Jack Smith, a magic man,

uses words as no other can

Writing about so many things

 ..like a magician who has wings.

 

 He demonstrates an artist’s touch.

And reading that pleases much.

Music, poems and cinema

Not a trace of hematoma

 

 At Christmastime, we raise a glass

o Richard for his writing class.

We hope he keeps magic going

even though the world seems snowing.

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Hematoma Lament

 

HEMATOMA LAMENT

 

Confusion -- where did some words go?

I’ve lost so much that I should know.

Hematoma working away.

So not a very pleasant day.

 

But even with it I’ll write more.

Inside my brain what’s left in store?

It takes me longer as I write.

I have to do it day and night.

 

Thank you for reading, my dear friends

Here’s hoping hematoma ends.

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