The Blue Eye of the Santa Sea
Charming in his capotain, and
Christmas-red cape, alongside
His plain-costumed puritan wife.
Maritime tall masts,
Snow-capped spruce,
Blushing-white clouds.
Sailors offload merry assortment —
fancying their Claus-like chores.
Old New York spectates by the shore —
The “blue eye” of the Santa-sea,
Brings old-fashioned fillers
For pudding-plum stockings.
Hard-packed snowbank under their coal-black boots.
Twinkling behind devoted eyes —
Treasure trove of memories to offload to their progeny.
11/25/2019
Based on N.C. Wyeth painting “The Christmas Ship in Old New York”
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019
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