CM Simpson: Writer & Gamer

This week’s verse moves from a poem of Christmas wishes to a Christmas acrostic about Santa's return home. It is taken from 366 Days of Poetry , a collection of mixed-genre poetry released in 2016. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------   Santa's Homecoming Far overhead, ceases the ringing of bell S . The sleigh has stopped flying, oh dear- A . Released are the reindeer to forage for liche N guarded by werewolves who keep safe the bes T , eating only the weakest, the sickest, oh dear A . The sleigh driver steps down, and yawn S , as the elves stow the sleigh, and give it a was H . With the deer in the field, he calls it a day- O , and stumbles inside to the fire and the war M . His wife greets him gently, guides him to the tabl E , and the supper, beside next year’s almana C , so he sighs, and he reads, and, then, oh dear- O , he yawns, and she takes him to ...

This week’s verse moves from a science fiction verse about solar starships to a fantasy verse about emergency repairs to a sleigh. It is taken from 366 Days of Poetry , a collection of mixed-genre poetry released in 2016. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------   Last Minute Repairs I looked upon the sleigh and knew that Christmas just might well be through. Unless the runner could be fixed, this evening’s delivery would be nixed, so I set out with axe and chainsaw, and skiddoo and tower and hoped that thaw would not set in at all too soon, for across the lake was the best of ash cured and stored and ready at last. If I had to go round, two days it would take, and never would these deliveries he make. I hurried, harnessed up the dogs, headed out in the morning fog, reached the shed by late afternoon, brought back the timber by the light of the moon, re...