It came upon a midnight clear

Jane Dougherty Writes

This villanelle is for the Secret Keeper’s writing prompt. Some of you might guess who the poem is dedicated to. A clue—it isn’t Jesus.

The words (or synonyms) are:

RANT | CLEAR | PERFORM | DOWN | DIRT

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It came upon a midnight clear,

A star looked down on earth below,

In silence spinning, this blue sphere.

In starlit glade, a timid deer

Watched silver fall in silent show,

It came upon a midnight clear.

A red fox saw bright beams appear,

Yet night was black as any crow,

In silence spinning, this blue sphere.

Beams bent and curled, a form unclear,

Of light and grace, a silver glow,

It came upon a midnight clear.

It wove a song sweet as a tear

That fell to earth like rivers flow,

In silence spinning, this blue sphere.

A mesh of light that drove out fear,

With words that every heart should…

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