Blogmas #16: A Christmas Poem

Hellooooo! Today I’ll be sharing a Christmas poem that I have attempted to write (oh what wonderful (not) memories of GCSE English lit poetry exams…). Anyway, I was trying to think of how to go about writing a Christmas poem – I mean, normal poems are hard enough! – so I decided I’d just start writing and go with the flow, so let’s see how this turns out (badly, probably).
An iridescent, luminescent flake of snow,

Weaves it’s way to the ground, swirling round.

Passers by walk on, following the trail of multicoloured orbs,

Strung from trees, in the place of leaves, swaying gently in the bitter breeze.

 

Full of laughter and joy ever-after,

Gaggles of people are wandering, children pondering,

If the snow is bound, to stick round. More snowflakes fall without a sound.

 

A dog plods along, to an orchestra’s merry song,

It’s fur glistens, as the people listen,

Taking in the festive spirit, ’tis the season after all.

The dog wanders out of sight, away from the light, into the depths of the night.

 

As the music fades, the crowd moves away,

Shop lights flicker, the snow grows thicker,

As the cold begins to creep through the empty street, the town falls asleep.

The snow will be waiting, when life begins waking, and Christmas comes round once again.


Well…I think that’s ok?? I haven’t wrote poetry in a long time, and everything I write sounds a bit sad, but hopefully that was a bit more of a cheerful poem?? Anyway, that’s all for today!

Don’t forget, me and L still need Christmas themed questions for our Q + A, so please leave some below or tweet us #LandEmBlogmas πŸ™‚

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Blogmas #14: A Letter to Santa

Hello dear readers, or should I say Santa, because in this post I’m supposed to writing a letter to good ol’ Cap’n Claus. So, let’s get on with it!

Please send via carrier pigeon to:

Santa,                                             

Santa’s Grotto, 

Reindeerland, 

XM4 5HQ

(I’ll have you know that is the official Royal Mail provided address for all the smol beans to send their letters to Santa too. I am not smol but hopefully it’ll get there somehow!)

Dear Santa,

It’s been a long time since I wrote to you and a lot has changed – the ice caps are melting, the sea levels rising – the planet is going out of control! But thankfully, Christmas still exists and no matter how many disappointingly snowless winters we endure, you can always guarantee there’ll be an abundance of snow-covered, sing and dancing ornaments and decorations and whatnot emerging in stores at the onset of September (*sighs*).

I’m not really sure what I should ask you for, but I will tell you that I am thankful for this year. It has been a bit of a rollercoaster but there have definitely been some very good points. I’ve met some amazing people and I’ve learnt more about myself. So, if I could have another year like this year (without all the bad bits) and make more memories with my friends, that’d be great. 

Also, I know it’s a bit cheeky but could you please send an elf to replace me in my A Level exams, because I really DON’T want to do them. That would be much appreciated.

Cheers,

Em.

πŸŽ„

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Blogmas #12: Christmas Gift Guide

Well, I could swear I already wrote this post but WordPress says otherwise, so maybe technology that actually works would be a good thing to include??

Anyway, today I’ll be sharing some gift ideas of your stuck for last-minute presents or just want to do something different!

Photo prints

I just…can’t resist printed photos. I have so many strung up around my room attached to fairy lights and I love looking at them and reminiscing about the (near) past. I think photos make a really great gift as it’s likes haring memories with people. I get my photo prints from the app La La Lab, and their prints are so cute, you can customise them with caption and coloured borders too. (If you would like to get Β£5 off your first order, use my cheeky code PGLU1TYX πŸ˜‰ )

A “hug in a box”

This is sort of hard to describe but I shall try my best. Basically, the idea is to put together a box of things that will spread warmth and love to someone you care about. So for example you could put together some hot chocolate sachets, chocolates, fluffy socks, a relaxing film, bath bombs etc so that someone can have a nice relaxing evening.

Memories/experiences

I’ve never actually done this but I think it would be a really good idea. You could buy someone cinema or concert tickets, or promise to take them for a day/meal out at sometime in the near future so their present could be making new memories and having a good time with you!

Sorry there are only three – I’m sure I had more in the original post – but if you have any unique gift ideas please share them below πŸ™‚

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