Christmas Eve

Tonight we will make
offerings of food,
of drink. Tokens.
Keeping faith with
the old, the
traditions passed down
that note that in the
presence of the gift
given is the one received.
Lighting the candle we
trust will endure through
the darker days. Delicate,
like the prayer, like
the flame, that is
steady, yet faltering,
while we stand, still stand.

Delight in all things holidays here at the MockingOwl Roost.

• Holiday Refrain – Creative Nonfiction
• Chorus of the Waiting – Christmas Eve Speculative Fiction
• Almost Christmas Morning – Christmas Eve Essay
• A Christmas Eve Wish – Christmas Eve Poem
• Man in the Shadows – Christmas Eve Fiction
• Christmas Waltz – Christmas Poetry
• Missing Everything – Emotive Christmas Fiction
• A Christmas Love – Poetry

J.M. Summers

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J.M. Summers was born and still lives in South Wales. Previous publication credits include Another Country from Gomer Press and various magazines / anthologies. The former editor of a number of small press magazines, he is currently working on his first collection.

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