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Susie The Tiny Angel

She was the smallest of all the angels
although all the other angels were at 
least five feet tall, 
Susie the angel was no larger than a Barbie doll.

She was by far the cutest of all the Angels
but little Susie was a little sad this Christmas Season.

She had wings that's for sure, so she could reach
the top of Christmas trees but the toppers
were always too heavy which made Susie sad.

She spoke to the other Angels about it
of course they all offered to help her.
Susie explained she was thankful
but she really wanted to do it on her own.

That's when it happened Susie 
right then and there became the first
Angel to shed a tear.

She had turned so no one saw, 
but Susie felt badly.

The next day while alone Susie
thought of her troubles and it happened
again, except this time it was many tears.

"Wait" Susie thought "my tears sparkle".
So she thought more about her sadness.
More and more tears flowed.
That is when Susie realized this was all meant to be.

The next morning Susie visited her favorite homes
as she flew over the trees and spread her tears.

From that day on their were changes.
All Christmas trees would sparkle with 
the glitter of Susie's magic.

Susie wasn't sad at all she wasn't even crying.
She had been picked to be the Christmas Angel.
The one that made all trees sparkle.

Now Susie no longer worried about placing toppers.

To honor Susie changes were made to Christmas trees.
They were topped with a star that resembled her tears
or a small Angel just like Suzie, one that made
the whole tree glitter.

02~12~2014
Sponsor: Carol Eastman
Contest Name: Children's Christmas or Holiday Tale 


 


Details | Tanka | |

Christmas Angel

just a glass angel lit with many colored hues she is much like you spreading joy to friends in need a guardian for your tree I could not resist when first I saw her sweet face angels fill my life this is a token of thanks for friendship and loyalty
*December 2, 2014


Details | Tanka | |

LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


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Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down

To the tune of "Santa Clause Is Coming To Town"

You better look up,
prepare for His sight.
The Lord will come back
some day or some night.
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He's making a list.
He's paid the great price.
Who's going in route
to His paradise?
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He sees you when you're breathing.
He knows you need His grace.
He knows that we have all been bad,
but He died to take our place.

With bright Seraphim and bright Cherubim,
Trumpy trumpets, and drummy drum drums,
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He sees you when you're weeping.
He offers His embrace.
He knows you like nobody else,
yet He loves you anyway.

You better not doubt.
You wanna know why?
Your life could end soon.
There's no second try.
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down

by Juliet Ligon
12-01-2013


Details | Quatrain | |

O Holy Night

O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid?
O holy night the inn was full,
A stable near at hand;
O night of prophecies fulfilled
When Caesar taxed the land.

O holy night the shepherds watched
Their flocks upon the field,
And, lo, the angel of the Lord
With glory was revealed.
"Fear not, behold, I bring to you
Good tidings full of joy;
For unto you is born this day
A Saviour as a boy."

Then suddenly the sky was lit
By angels filled with mirth,
Proclaiming glory unto God
And peace to all the earth.
The shepherds said among themselves,
"To Bethlehem we'll go;
For something great is come to pass
And this we wish to know."

They came and found the newborn babe
With Joseph and his bride;
When they had seen, this news they spread
Throughout the countryside,
And all that heard did wonder great
At things the shepherds told;
But Mary pondered all these things 
Within her heart of gold.

O holy night when God was praised,
O night when hope returned;
O night when angels spake aloud
And skies with glory burned:
O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid? 


~ Based on Luke 2:7-20 ~ 
~Written for "Here We Go A Caroling".~


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Christmas

People filled with a lot of joy,
Kids writing down their favorite toy,
Santa comes as jolly as can be,
Leaving presents under the tree,
But what it's really about is not the toy,
It's about our savior the little boy.
The little boy is the reason,
For this wonderful Christmas season.
People laugh and Carolers sing,
Angels fly and sprout their wings,
People rejoice and sing on this day,
The day he was put in the manger to lay.


Details | Rhyme | |

Christmas Magic

(A Christmas Collage) 

The sun has set and night is stealing
Softly o'er the silent land,
While snowflakes slowly down are falling,
Shaken from an unseen hand.

To the top of Thorburne Tower
Light from windows streams around;
The glow of twenty thousand tapers
Sparkles on the snowy ground.

High arching o'er the graceful altar,
Wintergreen and laurel sway;
And all about the pews of alder
People kneel and humbly pray.

The rosy cheeks and smiling faces,
Rising at the last amen,
Return to rhythmic rows of places
Raising songs of praise again.

Oh hear those olden carols going
O'er the tower to the skies;
Noel and joyful tidings flowing
From warm hearts and gleaming eyes.

So far above the frosty forest,
Father God and Jesus see
The flick'ring flame of faith fulfilling
What on earth was meant to be.

There below the boundless heavens
Beams the Spirit's blessing full;
Bestowing peace and tidings holy,
Bearing love that makes us whole.

Th' enchanting ev'ning passing onward,
Ev'ry street once empty filled;
Then all-enfolding light descending,
Endless eager voices stilled.

To those who trolled triunal praises,
Angels lit the topaz night;
Attuning to the trilling trumpets,
Sounding in triumphal might.

The harps and high harmonic voices
Hold a hope no man could give,
Enmeshing in enchanting fashion,
Showing how archangels live.

E'en later yet they light their lanterns,
Laugh around the firelight's heat;
The children look around and listen,
Laps all full of things to eat.

Even now the endless snowflakes
Eloquently, gently fall;
Adding to the festive feeling
Held alike by great and small.

The youngsters holding hands are happy,
Dancing 'neath the holly wreath,
While horses hauling sleighs and cutters
Jingle homeward on the heath.

The embers glow in evenings echo,
Shedding reddish light afar;
Expectant eyes reflect its sparkle,
Shining like the morning star.

They sing of Mary, blessed mother,
Meek and willing, pure and mild;
They magnify the great Messiah
Born as Mary's holy child.

[Look for the acrostic in the alliteration. There is one letter for each verse.]
By Isaiah Zerbst, November 16, 2013


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A Christmas Snow

               A Christmas Snow
            (Secret Of The Snow)

Majestic ice, coated frozen trees, stand high
Branches flow like magic wands with powdered sighs  
Angels turn pure white at Christmas time in little towns   
So lovely coming down in feathery ice gowns 
While giant houses glow by fire lights
Church spires reach out, praying on the night 
For snow to come on stronger in their flight
Reds, yellows, blues, shimmering what they know
Each snow flake breaks out in celebration but slow                               
Accumulating warmth in a song and dance of winter
Exposing themselves on soft wings that splinter
Crystalline are their smiles on the wires and leaves
Gentle winds open up each gentle angels tumbling fleece
As six wings of ice declare the mystery of Christmas to begin   
Angels can really dance on the head of a pin
Turn pure white; kiss the children on the nose 
Angels are in fact the pure white snow
Each one unique and only children knows the secret

Created on 11/26/14 for “A Christmas Snow”- Poetry Contest


Details | Free verse | |

Snow

Snow sprinkles the ground
 
as delicate as sugar
 
crystallizing the exterior with a romantic heritage
 
only found in the heart of a child's imagination.
 
Like happiness it can melt in your hands,
 
and like happiness it can grow bitter like the ice you slip on
 
Forming miraculously to the curves of the earth
 
hugging till the land soaks in it's providence
 
white like the pages I battle with
 
Falling so passionately you'd think it was falling in love with the ground
 
And when it lands,
 
A blanket of perfection
 
glistening the season to a crisp
 
gently the sun arises
 
"there's no where to go today,
 
I'm just going to sit and enjoy the magic."


Details | Blank verse | |

Christmas

Comes once every year


Details | Light Poetry | |

ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.


Details | Free verse | |

THE ICE ANGEL

What happens to the angel figure, that we make
In the newly fallen snow, does it simply waste away
Forgotten beneath the October moon?
Oh no my dearest friends for it has been blessed,
By the laughter of innocence children, and graced
With joys utter bliss of happiness.
It's been given a life spark, a gift from the angelic
Spirits on high, illuminated by a polar glow above,
And low behold the birthing of an ice angel..
Under the hushed spell of midnight, amongst the
Diamond dust fields of winter, the fluttering
Of shadow wings can be heard.
Sheer to the light of ebony’s opulence, the blackened
Figure stirs within her shallow grave, to emerge as
A glistening specter of flights ascension.
Thinned glittering gems sprinkled by faiths devotion,
Are these appendages made of snow mists.
Shifting with beauty, she soars to the kingdom of the lord.
Reflected in the sunlight these ice wing chambers do shine,
Capturing the colors of the rainbow, exploding, bursting with
Each appendages flapping, climbing through the vastness of
The heights, does not the warmth of the sun, embrace these
Creatures of ice and snow, and so do they melt with sorrows
Regrets, becoming heavens tear drops of frozen lace.
Fractured shards of crystalline endities, whom almost touch
The face of grace itself, yet none returning unto the earth below,
As sleets crushed dreams of winter, thus this icy cycle of life
Continues ever more.
What happens to the angel figure, that we make
In the newly fallen snow, does it simply waste away
Forgotten beneath the October moon?
Oh no my dearest friends for it has been blessed,
By the laughter of innocence children, and graced
With joys utter bliss of happiness.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Free verse | |

Happy Birthday Jesus

Oh Lord and mighty Savior 
I sing in your name praise be
In honor to you King of Israel
who takes away the sins of this world

Star of all stars Bethlehem 
shining salvation loves light
purity in the scriptures fulfilled
proclaiming him blessed Holy One

A messenger singing Heavenly
an angel in praise to king of kings
In peace and good deeds God's only son
Blessed born his Immaculate heart

Conceived of the Holy Spirit Lord
Almighty Holiness in your council 
one of understanding happy birthday
Our shepherd born salvation leads his flock

Faraway in the distance
three wise kings following sign
A diamond star they followed
light of truth born shone in a manger

As they entered bowing bearing gifts
Gold worshiping the Almighty king
Myrrh most precious bitter herb of the east
Frankincense to perfume our Holy One

The shepherds came as an angel sang out
Heavenly song in gentle melody
singing born today is our savior child
praise eternities revelations tune

O  most Gracious Lord Jesus 
I bow humble inside meek 
happy birthday oh master 
our savior Almighty King


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A Single Leaf Out of A Tree

A single leaf, 
Falls out of a tree above me,
 As it twist and turn, 
The wind blows it in my direction, 
It symbolizes the ending point of my 
struggles and all my pain, 
It tells me that they twist and turn, 
But never remain, 
It takes a sudden fall next to me, 
But why? 
It symbolizes the thought of being 
alone, 
It tells me that someone is always 
by my side, 
As I write, 
The leaf flies away, 
As if it had a huge success in 
incouragement, 
Nature communicates with us in 
many ways, 
Not with words, 
But with a single leaf out of a tree.


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The Perfect Christmas Gift

The angel Gabriel appeared to Mary,
He said that she would bear a son,
And call Him Jesus, the Son of David,
The Saviour, man, and Holy One.

(Chorus)
The perfect gift came down from heaven,
The Son of God born on the earth;
The Prince of Peace, the King of Jacob,
Became a babe of humble birth.

The shepherds kneeling, the angels singing,
Give praises to the infant Lord.
The Father's glory shines round about them;
The love of God that night outpoured.

(Chorus)

His beaming star stood above the manger,
It led the wise men from the East;
They fell and worshipped, and then presented
Their gifts to Jesus, King and Priest.

(Chorus)


By Isaiah Zerbst on November 24, 2013


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Emmanuel

A royal King was born, Emmanuel --
Down by His manger men and angels fell;
But he did not within a palace dwell,
Instead he came to save our souls from hell.

The years had passed and death was coming nigh;
He bore His cross while Mary softly cried:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.

A mother's tears no words could ever tell --
As one by one at Jesus' feet they fell:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.


~Listen to the music that these lyrics were written to at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcMaxo0OaZo


Details | Couplet | |

Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.


Details | Villanelle | |

An Angel of Christmas Past

The eve of Christmas a day I won’t soon forget It was the day we celebrated yes I do remember The family came together for you with no regret Recalling a child, spying around, found a train set I would start to feel the excitement in November The eve of Christmas a day I won’t soon forget Someone hurries to buy a last gift in a Corvette Another sad to celebrate, a gift they can’t render The family came together for you with no regret The rest of the holiday, I’ll change my mindset Going to show some real spirit, not be a pretender The eve of Christmas a day I won’t soon forget If there is anyone, it’s to you that I am in debt Lil sweet lady, no you were powerful yet slender The family came together for you with no regret So far from that magical time I’m a dark silhouette But my cold hard heart starts to melt in December The eve of Christmas a day I won’t soon forget You taught me about Holiday spirit, with no regret
Written by me Wayland Bunch II on 12/10/2013 for Happy Holidays contest in memory of my grandmother. I changed the last line, felt forced to change it, but will still categorize this poem as a Villanelle. I could have easily repeated the closing line again, or could have called it free verse, but neither would have done justice to the message or the form, because I used the power of the repetition, provided by the form, throughout.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Space-Love

Let's escape to space
& Leave the human race 

Space-love a new awesomeness
Forget the life & the gloominess

Kiss me, because I care
Even thought the life is unfair

I want to be a space-lover
Love you now, tomorrow & forever

Lest Live in a house made of stars
& drive spaceship instead of cars 

We feel the space-love in moon
I'll be yours, you'll be mine so soon

Galaxy, universe, stars & limitless
Screw the world, we found happiness.


Details | ABC | |

A healthy Kenyan Ego Poem

A huge ego breaks off love’s embrace,
A tiny ego slips off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A selfless ego suffocates from love’s embrace,
A selfish ego wards off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A super-visual ego overshadows love’s embrace,
A deep-seated ego is colonized by love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A healthy ego humbly looks above,
A healthy ego can lead and also serve...

Its nerves know not pressured blood,
But developing it is almost hard!


Details | Free verse | |

Deep Space Christmas

                 Deep Space Christmas

God is busy this time of year attending to the billions
People’s needs, guiding reindeer, assisting Santa, counting souls
Helping with the naughty/nice boys and girls 
Even Craigslist needs some tweaking here and there
And other things too numerous to know or mention here

God is the great Creator out there at all times
At Christmas He moves faster than the speed of light
He has to keep up with popular demands 

Stars and universes don’t create themselves you know
He rides great rivers of dark matter like a magic carpet
That move along ribbons of space and time

Cosmic phenomena built on great speeds increasing every second
Millions of parsecs wide and longer than known universes
They curve through cosmic landscapes and glide to the beyond

God looks out at the great black void
And with legions of pretty angels by His side
The wondrous design begins again  

Everyone knows that thousands of angels can dance on the head of a pin
It is common knowledge that each celestial creature has that gift
They carry within their deep deep pockets, (just below the wings)
Thousands of other angels dancing on their own individual pins

But did you know these same tiny angels grow?
They expand larger than most universes
With multi-color baskets by their side 

God directs them to toss assorted planets
From blue baskets into the great unknown
Over there to be precise, to the right and upward
And somewhat just beyond that spot

The yellow baskets have suns and quasars with special protective shields
To shield the angels from wing singes and radiation fields
They throw thousands at a time by pure design
And since suns are too hot to handle, they throw them fast and throw a lot

Black baskets hold black holes, dark matter and a scattering of exotic things
God pulls them out real slow due to weight considerations and mysteries

Orange baskets hold more void but more about that later
We don’t want to distract you from the Creator

Back at Earth He takes his favorite creation by the hands
Men and women die all the time
He looks at each and every one of them with His bright kind eyes 
At that moment they are the only thing in His universe

Don’t cry.  You are not applying for a job
He holds them as his own and welcomes them home 
So grab a basket from an angel and let’s get back to work
Universes don’t build themselves you know
 
  
 


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LISA'S IVORY MUSIC BOX

Many Christmas stories are told every year,
and many songs are sung with pure cheer;
do I have a good story, at least one, I can tell,
or a simple song I can hum and spread good will?


When Lisa's grandmother passed away unexpectedly...
by her dying bed she kept an ivory music box,
and to her lovely granddaughter she gave it
to saying," Take care of it, and smile when you think of me!"


The day after granny died, she went down the dark cellar
to hide the ivory music box in an old dresser's drawer,
and once in a while she would open it and play it and listen to it sadly;
the pretty angel swirled...and Silent Night played as Lisa touched it tenderly.


It was almost Christmas Day and the pine tree wasn't decorated yet,
she rushed outside carrying a red basket with ornaments in it;
how could she had forgotten to adorn it with bulbs and garlands?
" Oh gosh, I feel like the Grinch!"  she displeasingly uttered to herself. 


There was no snow predicted for that evening and the illuminated town
was lacking Nature's magical snowflakes to make it festive and vibrant;
five minutes to midnight the choir from the nearest church gathered outside,
and waited for a miracle...silence...tranquility...every heart felt so alone.


But Lisa with an indomitable spirit ordered them to sing, 
and they began singing looking up the clearest, starriest sky;
everyone seemed sad and some of them wanted to cry,
but before sadness set in...snowflakes began falling.


Lisa knew that it was the miracle she had been waiting for,
but something was missing from the snowy scenery...
she remembered her ivory music box she had put away,
and running, with awe in her bright eyes, she opened the cellar's door...


Clutched in her caring, careful hands, she carried the ivory music box,
laid it gently underneath the twinkling, scented Christmas Tree;
Lisa kissed it tenderly...until the golden angel started to swirl at midnight,
as that divine music filled the nippy air...making all cheeks so peachy.        


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Kyrielle | |

Lord Have Mercy

An angel in a Christmas play
Learning about Jesus this way
People have become so earthy
Lord have mercy

Just place an X to blot out Christ
And sell merchandise overpriced
Some have no respect for the clergy
Lord have mercy

Let us once again remember
All the month of December
What Christmas means and be thirsty
For God's mercy

If America doesn't change soon
And come to God_it will be hewn
Burned_ for we are so unworthy 
Lord have mercy

Remember the angel Gabriel
Again and teach your children well
God will look and find some worthy
Lord have mercy 

Sponsor: Cyndi MacMillian
Contest: Season Of Lights, Delight
Theme : Christmas


Details | Haiku | |

Christmas Angel Haiku

Christmas angels glow,
brighter than the whitest snow.
Hair, long locks of gold.


Details | Sonnet | |

OUR CHRISTMAS CAROLERS

         OUR CHRISTMAS CAROLERS
Come list my dear to Christmas, tis the sound
of childrens voices ringing soft and dear
it brings to mind that hope may still be found
within a world that lives in constant fear

oh what a change the world's been going through
since first we met one winters Christmas eve
and all I ever had, the gift of you
was all I ever needed to believe

that peace on earth would be all of our days
and now just hear these children sing along
perhaps we judge them harshly, in some ways
for don't they seem the picture of their song?

   And as their sounds warm to the heart of me  
   I pray this is the way their world will be.
© Ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


Details | Light Poetry | |

Jesus is the Reason for the Season



                    Christmas comes but once a year
                    a blessed celebration we all hold so dear
                    of the birth of our Lord Jesus
                    who is the reason for the season
                    we celebrate in many ways
                    each in our own way
                    by giving gifts to family and friends we love
                    with open hearts we share
                    it’s the season to express and show your happiness
                    singing songs of peace, love and joy
                    sleigh bells ring and children sing
                    the wonderful Christmas songs of the season
                    as angles fly through the air
                    Christmas trees with lights all aglow
                    homes decorated all in a row
                    waiting for Santa Claus to show
                    Christmas is all about love an fun
                    from special candies to food and such
                    all the goodies we love to eat so very much 
                    to share our love for the one
                    who was born this day
                    to bring about peace and harmony 
                    for all of history
                    our lord Jesus in Heaven up above


Details | Rhyme | |

Heavenly Visitor

(Poetry Form: Villonnet) 

An angel decorates our great-room wall,
her dress made from a mop-head’s cotton strings
adorned with holly berries, flanked by leaves,
a hand-made gift from one I scant recall. 
 
She holds a horn but never sounds a call,
to herald one who came so long ago.
Her hair hangs loose with spiral frizzy curls.
An angel decorates our great room wall.
 
At times she glows with power to enthrall
while sainted face displays a gentle smile
and braided arms are folded ‘neath her chin;
A hand-made gift from one I scant recall.
  
An angel decorates our great room wall.
On Christmas day she watches over all,
a hand-made gift from one I scant recall.


Details | Free verse | |

An Angel

An angel did befriend us, on earth, before one Christmas day.
Some say she was a comet, some say she was a star.
I say she was a gift from God, here to light our way.
She was a thing of beauty that shone across the land.
Leading to a humble manger, found in Bethlehem.

And what could be so important, for her to come our way?
A savior to our lands, and yes, our hearts and souls…
Triumphantly born on Christmas Day.
That day he was born the heavens truly did rejoice.
And she, a glorious light, continued to beacon forth God’s love.

Such an important part, that angel was given on that day.
She was a beacon to our hearts and the gifts of love… 
Guiding the Wise Men and shepherds endlessly along their way.
Thru her we learned lessons, such as: patience, hope, and how to give…
And yes, she led us to the Wondrous Man, who taught us how to live…


Details | Narrative | |

The true meaning of Christmas

Astonished by the news of her pregnancy, a young Virgin becomes bewildered, only
the assurance of a visit by an angel sent by God, that all is well. That all the adversities
they would face on their journey to Bethlehem{Mary and Joseph} and all the astrocitie's
sure to occur cause of the birth of the baby being carry by Mary, prepares them for the
Miraculous day that Jesus Christ is born. "The true meaning of Christmas", is diversified
by God himself, "Unto us a child is born, unto the pathetic world a Gift is given, a Gift of
Joy and Great Light". In this troublesome world Mary, your baby will become that light.
Smilling faces on all the young face's and Mary and Joseph are part of the Christmas
story, and the sheppards and and the wisemen's are prepared to present him with gifts
after the angel have warn them of this great day and the star settle upon the little king 
of Glory. 
    As we celebrate, and as the day recussiatate's, to many its just another day, but Jo-
seph had thoughts of privily putting Mary away. He has dream's, but the encouraging of
God's angel for a divorce from mary is not to be. "The true meaning of Christmas, is
diversified, someplaces around the world the snow has blanked the city with beauty and
the bird's are flying and forever and ever this day is mortified.


Details | Light Poetry | |

My Christmas Box

My Christmas Box by Rob Barratt

We’ll have an X-Men, X-files, X-Box, no socks, X-Factor, Max Factor, Max Bygraves, no war 
graves of a Christmas

I want empathy, an MP3, a hemp-free, hump-free, grump-free,  Humperdink, have-a drink 
of a Christmas

An Oh Come All Ye Faithful, Oh strictly come dancing, come-on come-on, curmudgeonly 
comfy chair of a Christmas

A Doctor Do-Little, Doctor Who, PS2, Snoop Dog, poop scoop, Scooby Doo, *doo-bi-doo-bi-
doo, bi-doo-bi-doo-bi,  …doo-bi-doo-bi-doo, bi-doo-bi-doo-bi …. of a Christmas
*(sing this bit to “Strangers in the Night” by Frank Sinatra)

A God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, eat, drink and be very, very, very merry,  Neneh Cherry, 
cherubim, seraphim, Cherry B, Babycham, Babyshambles, Baby Jesus of a Christmas

An Electric Ladyland, electronic toy, Toy Story, Tolstoy, toyboy, ladyboy, ladyshave, 
Ladybird, Ladysmith Black Mambazo of a Christmas

We’ll have a Kung Fu Panda pandemic, planned pandemonium, potted plants, Pirates of 
Penzance, pants of a Christmas

A no God, I-pod, I want, I got, what a lot, why not, chestnut-hot, gut rot of a Christmas

We’ll have a Band Aid, slow fade, old Slade, teasmaid, Lucozade, “Look at my presents!” of a 
Christmas

I want a no-Mugabe, Punjabi, kohlrabi, Westminster Abbey, get flabby, kimosabe, Abu 
Dhabi, yabba-dabba-doo, fandabidozi, Beaky, Mick and Tich ……of a Christmas

I don’t believe angels exist 
‘Cos I’m a bit of an atheist 
But I hope you all have………….

An archangel Gabriel, Hark the Herald Angels Sing, wing-ding, wild thing, Angel Delight, no 
fights, fairy lights, angel cake, William Blake, Angel Clare, love everywhere, angels above, 
peace and love, peace and love, peace and love…..  of a Christmas

Merry Christmas!