Bernard Kennedy

Rookie - 194 Points (20 May 1956 / Dublin)

Christmas - Poem by Bernard Kennedy

At the deadest, darkest, dreary
winter night, the numinous hosted
a light.A glimmer slowly seen,
and then, hope burned,
in the cold cavern.
and knowing slowly caught.

This is Christmas,
light and dark,
and darkness dims
and natures canvas
paints, the inner meaning,
born in a cave.
The first etch of redemption.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 16, 2014


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