The Poet's Touch |
Winter is in the air. I stoke sleepy embers beneath fire logs, and cinnamon bread browns in the oven. Thick warm air cloaks the room. Pungent spice scents seep into beadboard walls permeating my home with love. In a deep forest chapel Ancient Latin chants resonate in concert with the hour-bell chime. The devotional prays to Le Beau Dieu – The Beautiful God. Verily, it is a song of love. Intermittent rain becomes snow and I know Cousin Paul will take me for a sleigh ride – an annual ritual wrapped in family love. I paint a traditional Holiday scene. In silence, a montage of memories glides across the canvas rekindling the past - Souvenirs frozen in time. |
| Holiday Vignettes |
| by Rita Goodgame |
| Rita Goodgame has won an Arkansas Writer's Grand Conference Literary Award, prose/poetry first place awards in ByLine Magazine and The National League of American Pen Women, Pioneer Branch. Her work has also appeared in publications such as Women's World, Grandmother Earth, Soiree, Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, The Bulletin, International Old Lacers, Inc., and Our Arkansas ... Special Places, '09. |


God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December. — James B. Barrie |