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Christmas Butterfly Poems | Christmas Poems About Butterfly

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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.

Copyright © Anthony Scandrick II

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Unicorn

Mythical animal
A single horn
From the center of its forehead
Beauty in its essence

Copyright © Smail Poems

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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.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs

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A Reason To Believe

When in sorted times we have become complacent when
Shattered fragments left loose on their briars once again
In timeless plight we have a tendency to forget the night
The day is far spent while lived by sight;

A Reason To Believe
When shadows get loosened to its course of shape
We will wallow to reach the North in spiral fate
We live in mockery sent to the close of faith

With a cascading ship filled with fools going much too late
In crimsome tide ethced through the surface of my mind
I try to look yet today all is much too blind
As if animals going out on some desolate perch

Shades of black paint in its overt mask
What will ceil the case never to give anyone any flack
A fickle of Pine rested on the back porch ventured vine
We all must search the scriptures daily otherwise one is totally blind!

Copyright © Mario Vitale

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Mystical

 

Sovereign spirits brings mystical skies
 Calmat labyrinth gifts from mother earth
 Unrealizable equations of angels quest
 Monarchs of each canyon in the soul
 
Thrilling plight enduring symbols offerings
 Exploring as the master of the sky
 Presence of a testament of inspirations
 Apparitions often shall reappear, Brighter blessings
 
Chasm comes alive,suddenly awakens lifecycle
 Mortals truths brings each heavens realm
 A parallels of time reflects the veil
 Precision of each souls clock

Copyright © Deborah shepard

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A Butterfly through the Storm -- plus a call for submissions for Christmas poems

Christmas poetry submissions call below poem...


A Butterfly through the Storm
By Stacy Savage

 When they first dated
 He treated her good,
 And did all the things
 That boyfriends should.

He gave her compliments
And made her grin,
With stars in her eyes
And feelings within.

She was eighteen.
He was her first love.
He was all that
She was dreaming of.

Then as time had passed,
He showed another side.
He had two personalities,
Like Jekyll and Hyde.

He talked down to her
And made her cry.
He’d steal from her
And then he’d lie.

But she was in love
And couldn’t break free,
For his good side
Was all she could see.

He beat her once
And she left him then,
But after months,
She went back again.

She wasn’t back long
And they got in a fight.
Then he strangled her
With all his might.

She almost passed out
And was gasping for air.
Then he let her go
As if he cared.

He looked at her
As she yelled and cried
And said how he wished
That she had died.

She was devastated
And left him again,
But unfortunately,
That wasn’t the end.

A couple weeks later,
She found her way back.
And soon, there would be
Another attack.

They got into an argument
And he beat her once more.
He picked her up high
And threw her to the floor.

She was bruised all over
And although it was tough,
She finally decided,
Enough was enough.

Two days went by
And she went to the cops.
She knew the string of violence
Had to stop.

She began to realize
She didn’t deserve a man
Who called her names
And raised his hand.

She broke away
And found her voice.
She finally made
The wisest choice

To leave behind
A worthless man
Who will never, ever
Lay a hand

On her again,
For she said goodbye
And now,
She is a butterfly--

She can spread her wings
And move on with strife
And enjoy all 
The pleasures of life,

Without the bruises
And all the pain.
She found the rainbow
After the rain.

Thank God for helping
Her break away.
Now, she lives
Another day,

With a smile on her face
And a future bright.
Domestic violence
Is never alright!


Submissions are now being accepted for a Christmas poetry anthology. Poets may submit one to two Christmas poems, up to 32 lines each, for consideration. The editor is looking for poems that embrace the Christmas spirit. Poems about soldiers at Christmas are also welcome since the proceeds from the book will be going to Operation Gratitude – an organization that sends care packages to U.S. Military. Previously published poems are acceptable. The deadline for submissions is August 15, 2015. Complimentary copies will not be given to contributors since the proceeds and copies of the book will be going to Operation Gratitude, but copies will be available at a reasonable price. The title of the anthology will be chosen from one of the poem titles featured in the book. Email submissions to: stacyrsavage@yahoo.com.



Copyright © Stacy Savage