[Stylist] Something for the season

[Bridgit Kuenning-Pollpeter]

Shawn,

Thanks for sharing. I love the holidays.

I'm not entirely sure what this line means or the image projected: The angel
on my try with white hale shines
What is "try white hale?"

I really enjoy the following 2 lines: Her blue companion glows bluely from
the end-table.
On my bookcase, an angelic host lend their colors, green, cardinal, and gold
they shine out strongly.

The second half of the poem is a little too sentimental for me. The first
part has great images, but then we delve into this spiritual, historical
section that doesn't flow as well for me. I have nothing wrong with
spiritualism or history, I just think the second section doesn't flow as
well with the first. For me, I would like more specific verbs and images
like in the first section.

Bridgit

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Subject: [Stylist] Something for the season

Below is my attempt at a seasonal poem.

Shawn

Angel Light
by Shawn Jacobson

In my house today
surrounded by seasons lights
I am lifted up.

The angel on my try with white hale shines.
Her blue companion glows bluely from the end-table.
On my bookcase, an angelic host lend their colors, green, cardinal, and gold
they shine out strongly.
With the lesser lights they claim this place for color against the leaden
season, an oasis of multicolored brightness on this grinding gray day.

Once in deep and misty time,
when history and legend intertwined,
shepherds saw strange lights in the sky
a great angelic host, a star brighter than others.
The choir proclaimed a light beyond nature, that would break through the
leaden world, with color that would be our salvation from the grinding
grayness of our lives.

And through the ages color has broken through, great hymns and master works
of are, writers with gifts of wonder and imagination, and prophets calling
us to change the world, so that it would be a citadel of light and beauty
against the leaden spirits that assail us, with the grinding grayness of
their beings.
Against such, we need the salvation of light and life.

Lights of the season
are an arrow pointing us
to a greater light.

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