Catriona MacGregor Posted December 25, 2012 Share Posted December 25, 2012 Twas the Night Before Christmas And at Alyth House Plenty of people were stirring Though no one noticed the mouse Family was gathered from far and from near to celebrate the Season with plenty of cheer It was snowing in London, And covered the soot the ground was all frozen the drifts up to a foot Cat prodded the Yule log while upstairs Nessie did sleep Her nurse wide awake to make sure nobody peeked [to be continued, if anyone cares to join in] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Douglas FitzJames Posted December 25, 2012 Share Posted December 25, 2012 Doug lounged in a chair With a whiskey in hand His coat unbuttoned And hat on the stand Watching his sister As she glanced at the hall Wondering which wayfarers Might come to call A good hearty fire Kept the winter at bay Though it wasn't a patch On Scotland, he'd say But the wine was well mulled Scents of spice in the air And a growing contentment For family to share With friends, should they call Full welcome they'll find A glass, a sweet treat, And a chance to unwind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darlene Hamilton Posted December 25, 2012 Share Posted December 25, 2012 While Darlene was nestled snug in an upstairs bed thoughts of balls and sugar plums danced in her head When up on the roof there came such a clatter disturbing sleeping lass who got up to see what's the matter! Bashful faced George ducked behind chimney stack so all Darlene saw was the sack he carried on his back "Santa's coming!" she cried rushing downstairs to her friends "Smother the coals! Lest he come to a cindered end!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charles Whitehurst Posted December 26, 2012 Share Posted December 26, 2012 Christmas Eve 1676 Charles was in Turin enjoying the season The weather was welcome but it was not the reason. The servants were attentive ever filling his drink As the evening progressed he found it harder to think. A Savoyard court had arrived to burn the Yule log Sugar plums and candies punch and egg nog. With Christmas but hours away The Duchess had arrived Her thoughts full of secrets beyond those that she had swived. With a smile towards Charles Her plan was revealed; A simple enough thing that a bargain was sealed With a seductive whisper of “she cannot last long;” The plan seemed fool proof What could go wrong? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heather O`Roarke Posted December 26, 2012 Share Posted December 26, 2012 That night Heather was in Venice going from ball to ball, glitter and masks ignoring her hearts call Serenades sounded, as the gondela drifted in the canal Staring up at a star In the city without morale The Italian weather was warm yet her heart was cold This was not all what the spirit of Christmas foretold Yet, the stubborn lady cried this is where I want to be No more foolish hearts it is better to be free Doubling her efforts she joined the next ball The evening ended with an upset brother in a big bad brawl. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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