When I saw this week’s #writephoto prompt from Sue Vincent, I immediately thought of a poem I wrote long ago, of which I doubt if any copies remain.

So I decided to make an attempt to recreate the poem from memory, and that effort is the poem which follows.

Down Home Christmas


Black bird perched on colored lights

Strung from the courthouse

Smalltown sights

Outside the five and dime

There’s a man at the payphone wants to talk to God

He just can’t find the change

It’s a down home Christmas

The little church is white

The shadow of its cross

Gray on the gritty

Sidewalk snow