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Details | Terza Rima | |

- Peace, Love, and Gods Greatest Gift -




The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells

Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains

Both finding their way to people in the valley below

Christmas songs — let your spirit sing freely and loudly

Welcoming the Birth of Our Savior and Baby King

Who so charms the Angels on High and God Himself

On this night, The Star was so beautiful, clear, and shiny

Crisp and so crystal-bright, centered above and beyond

Reflecting now the Lord God’s most divine and holy light

There is real magic in the night air as Heaven rejoices aloud

The child and the infant’s divine soul breathe life now intently

Fulfilling truly God’s very promise and His hope to Mankind

Keep this Christmas spirit — share it with others near and far

Grace filled with good tidings as we dance on wings of joy

We all now celebrate in great happiness, love, and kindness

Christmas is forever — and you must never ever close this door

Faith always enters, carrying His guiding torch high and proud

And encouraging Man every step of the way on his long journey

Even in a simple cradle where the Baby Jesus so innocently lay

Heaven doth bathe His cradle with the warmest rays of divine light

Bespeaking the heavenly beauty, joy, and wonder of Our Savior

Amazing peace makes a lovely gift, I wish for all of us to have

As new life blossoms, wrapped in petals of an immaculate heart

God’s holy blessing, love, and intention are clear for all to see

That Holy Night the Angels entire sang mirthfully on Christmas Eve

Praising Almighty Lord God in Heaven on the birth of His only son

The Angels’ paeans echoed in their divine beauty across the Universe

To bring peace now, glowing with your love, is His divine intention

Rejoicing in God’s Greatest Gift to Mankind who was born in a manger

Destined to become Our Most Holy and Divine Savior — Amen! Amen!






Anne-Lise Andresen, Liam McDaid, and Gary Bateman
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 1, 2015 (Unrhymed Tercet)

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015

Details | Terza Rima | |

Peace, Love, and God's Greatest Gift

Peace, Love, and God’s Greatest Gift

The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells
Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains
Both finding their way to people in the valley below

Christmas songs—let your spirit sing freely and loudly
Welcoming the Birth of Our Savior and Baby King
Who so charms the Angels on High and God Himself

On this night, The Star was so beautiful, clear, and shiny
Crisp and so crystal-bright, centered above and beyond
Reflecting now the Lord God’s most divine and holy light

There is real magic in the night air as Heaven rejoices aloud
The child and the infant’s divine soul breathe life now intently
Fulfilling truly God’s very promise and His hope to Mankind 

Keep this Christmas spirit—share it with others near and far
Grace filled with good tidings as we dance on wings of joy
We all now celebrate in great happiness, love, and kindness

Christmas is forever—and you must never ever close this door
Faith always enters, carrying His guiding torch high and proud
And encouraging Man every step of the way on his long journey

Even in a simple cradle where the Baby Jesus so innocently lay
Heaven doth bathe His cradle with the warmest rays of divine light
Bespeaking the heavenly beauty, joy, and wonder of Our Savior

Amazing peace makes a lovely gift, I wish for all of us to have
As new life blossoms, wrapped in petals of an immaculate heart
God’s holy blessing, love, and intention are clear for all to see 

That Holy Night the Angels entire sang mirthfully on Christmas Eve
Praising Almighty Lord God in Heaven on the birth of His only son
The Angels’ paeans echoed in their divine beauty across the Universe 

To bring peace now, glowing with your love, is His divine intention 
Rejoicing in God’s Greatest Gift to Mankind who was born in a manger
Destined to become Our Most Holy and Divine Savior—Amen! Amen!

Anne-Lise Andresen, Liam McDaid, and Gary Bateman
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 1, 2015 (Unrhymed Tercet)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme | |

My Christmas Thankyou

Thankyou 

How do you thank someone for giving you twenty-five  years of extra life


Yes twenty-five years extra, Of  being a Mother, Nanny and Wife.

How do you thank someone for being there for you
.
When you were so ill, you didn’t know what to do.

You thank them by, now being the person you want to be
.
And showing the world on live TV.

You thank them by doing all the things you never got the chance to do before.

When you couldn’t even venture out the door.

You thank them by living your life  in the fast lane again
. 
Now you are free of the nightmare, free of  the pain.

You thank them by shopping at a packed Sheffield Meadowhall
.
A couple of weeks before Christmas, you are having a ball
.
You thank them by going to see your fav’ourite singer Cliff
.
You sit there with 12,000 people just to do this.

You thank them by running a helpline for others

meeting fantastic people along the way
.
You thank them by living your life day by day
.
You thank them by just being you,

You thank them in everything that  you do.

Copyright © pat dring | Year Posted 2014

Details | Elegy | |

Christmas without Mom

 To eulogize your life when we have spent so many years apart
 gives me comfort and memories of your precious passed life
 
 You speak to me in my dreams and share images of a castle by the stream
 it's walls shine of elegance a beauty of luster gold for your soul it now holds

 My Mother, you are now a jewel of heaven, a gem in God's crown
 as his loving arms hold you and his angels wings wrap around.

 I know you sit in the room of hearts and some day you will take me in your arms,
 while the angels play their harps like the soft swaying sound of a violin my soul 
 will then depart.

 As I stroll to the waters edge of sadness and my reflection is looking back
 I see my mothers wonderful smile our characteristics and mannerism
 you blessed me as a child.

 Tonight I will sleep and you will whisper in my ear all the stories 
 from the day that I was born, taking away my sadness and
 giving me comfort to help me not to mourn. 

 So on Christmas morn when I awake from my dream that we shared
 I will not see the lights from my Christmas tree
 only the glow from the angel who has given me a life and a soul that is free.

 T Reams 12/3/15      I miss you Mom 

 

Copyright © TAMMY REAMS | Year Posted 2015

Details | Lyric | |

Until I'm Consumed

Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
.
Won't you take all of me
Until your image in me 
is all you see 
But You won't take what I won't give 
And my sin won't die until You live
Inside of me 
I feel I'm hangin by a thread
This old man just isn't dead
I keep reviving him instead of trusting You
.
So Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
.
And when my day comes
To an end
And I look back at where I have been
Many roads I've traveled
Sure took a wrong turn now and then
I need You just as much right now, as I did back then
.
So Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
.
Let there never be a doubt
That You changed me from the inside out 
It was only You all along
I could never be that strong 
On my own 
.
Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
Until everything in me
Looks just like You

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2015

Details | Quatrain | |

TINKLE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT, TINKLE


TINKLE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT, TINKLE Bosom of palpitating air: air blowing crisp and cold cold amidst sweet greetings of care: care that never grows old! Old Christmas bells, Tinkle! Tinkle! Tinkles sound cheers and joys; joy invites peace. Hence, love twinkles. Twinkling touch, we'll employ... Employed presents under the tree, tree dressed in balls and lights. Lights agreeing to dance: carefree freely dazzling all night! Night persons away from their homes: homes where their hearts belong, to belong whereever they roam. Roam but not a lifelong... Let long uttered prayers and roars be roars of unity. Unity to clear clouds of war wars ending cruelty! ________________________________________________ 10:00 pm, December 10, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Fraser | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme | |

Christmas

As the snow falls silently this night,
we feel the peace of its first light.
A time for joy a time to care,
the time for love ones to be near.
A bell sounds out through this day,
its ringing try's to show us the way.
For this is a special time of the year,
to spread love and good cheer.
It's too bad we don't feel this way,
all the time, everyday.


JSergi

Contest: Happy Holidays

Copyright © Joseph Sergi | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric | |

Things Aren't Ever Truly Free

For things in life that we've held as free,
Even things perchance obtained at a loss.
On this solitary matter I trust we agree,
Our salvation was postpaid at the cross.

Salvation's made available; no cost affixed,
I think of this gift each Christmas season.
Purchased on a cross two thieves betwixt,
I'm rejoicing knowing Jesus is the reason.


















Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2014

Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Santa and Ms Claus

’Twas the night before Christmas and Santa was checking, 
That his daughter was ready, the reindeers confessing, 
That she’d left her partner for the few days that begged, 
For her attention, for her spirit to be released and pegged; 
That she’d done all her sit ups and exercises in the gym, 
Which she enjoyed every other day with or without him, 
That she’d posted her last blog on her Cool Dude site, 
About what people values to use for a lonely kid tight; 
That she’d bought her last surprise present for her dad, 
Online, in the last minute christmas bargain sales to be had; 
That she’d bought new boots for this years trek alone, 
Since her old ones were worn, holed, and needed sown;
And he asked her if she’d enjoyed her girlfriends’ party, 
For christmas cheer and good essence to spread hearty;   
And he offered her a sample shampoo he got in the post, 
If her friends hadn’t made her hair so glamorous, the most; 

She then uploaded a photo of her and Rudolf for Instagram,
Which was viewed by many diversities and nationalities, slam:
So they both took off in sleigh with bells loud with chime, 
Because this was the day that was their favourite time. 

Rhoda Monihan 


Merry Christmas everyone! With love 

Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? | |

The Best Christmas


I had so much fun to be with you!
You were wearing shirts in all color blue.
We threw crumpled paper like we’re six graders,
We ran and shouted like those elephant wailers.

Remembering 18th when we played those wooden chairs?
We grabbed white candies and buckled upstairs.
With your crazy dance moves over a yellowish folded paper,
You grouped yourselves absurdly like those itchy black scrapers.

You moved insanely with a green tomato on your face,
We sang together though we were so out of our pace.
We ate and chatted like it’s going to be our last.
Time was though unfair because it was ever too fast.

I’ll treasure that day because it was the best,
Our Christmas was dear compare to the rest.
Remember 18 because it was a magical scene,
Our greatest happiness is a treasure unseen.

Copyright © Lei Strauss | Year Posted 2014

Details | Lyric | |

The Day Before Christmas

The Day Before Christmas

A poem written to my sister Karen (aka Ti-Ti) 
Written just 8 days leading up to the day she took her life)

I only love you dearly,
And that is why I pray,
For just a few simple graces,
To bless you with each new day.
May God's warmth encompass you,
During the cold hours of your life,
I pray you feel His arms,
Wrapped around you every night.
May His strength fill your spirit,
When it's easier to follow,
May you lead the lost to salvation,
Teaching peace to fill the hollow.
May His mercy be your light,
And open your eyes to see,
That it is His conviction,
That actually sets you free.
May His word make you wise,
And His truth bring you to trust,
In all the good He has for you,
And walking His path is a must.
And in whatever ways you falter,
What ever decisions you've made,
Always trust in His ways,
And acknowledge Him in all your days.
For God's plans for you are a gift,
A beautiful journey for only you,
Please remember His unconditional love,
His forgiveness and His truth...
May God bless you Karen and keep you in His care.
Today and always."

LU

Love, 
Bird

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse | |

My Christmas

My Christmas
is the aroma of barbecue
mixed up with the noises
of my nephews and nieces
as they ran around the compound.

My Christmas 
forgetting my phone
for a day,
and catching up with relatives
and friends I didn't see 
for an entire year.

My Christmas
is seeing mum and dad
dancing to the tunes
of soul music,
as though it is 70s once again.

My Christmas
is watching everyone
in a blissful mood,
without pretense
or acting "nice".

My Christmas
is coming together
and celebrating together.

Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme | |

Owed to Christmas Spirit

Christmas is a Spirit,
Tho’ you may forget it.
This time of year can be so happy,
If you only let it.

A time for friends & loved ones,
Fond feelings for the season,
Think well of all your fellow men,
Let Christmas be your reason

Just look around,  it’s everywhere.
Listen.  You can hear it.
What makes this time of year so happy
Is truly Christmas Spirit.

Don’t be aggravated by the traffic or
Trying to find a place to park or
Standing in the long lines....
Keep Christmas Spirit in your heart.

Don’t think of how you’ve spent
What took all year to save.
You would have spent it anyway.
Christmas Spirit means You Gave.

Oh, the Happiness of Christmas,
Remember your own glee?
Momma!  Daddy!  Look…
What Santa brought for me!

Yes, the Joy of every heart at Christmas
Should be giving, not receiving;
Celebrating your Savior’s Birth,
His Gifts to you and your Believing. 

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme | |

IT'S A CHRISTMAS CAROL

In a cold and rainy day
I perceive the winds that blow away
Raindrops plummet on the ground
With its strong and deafening sound
 
Though the heaven isn’t clear
But laughter is what I hear
Little children feel so much excitement
For it would be their awaited moment
 
But not all are ready for their presentation
What I can see are movements and actions
“Oh yes teacher! This is the day,
But can we have a final practice, is it okay?”
 
I nod my head with a smile
So I’ve wait for a while
Jolly moves and sweet voices
With so much enthusiasm on their faces
 
I call everybody’s attention
So we could start the presentation
But some kids are not yet around
They aren’t yet in the school bound
 
“Where are they?” I ask
“Ma’am, they are still preparing props”
Kids respond with a sad heart
Then I inform them that we are about to start
 
Seconds and minutes of waiting
But yet, no one is coming
Outside their eyes are staring
And minds are too busy thinking
 
I decide to start the caroling
And so the first group starts singing
But then they are still hoping
That their colleagues are coming
 
At the end of the occurrence they arrive
With nervousness that is so hard to hide
Teary-eye they came
But no one to blame
 
 
They’re thinking that their efforts are useless
For it seems that there are no chances
They feel too hopeless
And lose their self confidence
 
I do my part as teacher
Words of encouragement for them to be better
“It’s okay my dear”
“It’s better late than never”
 
It’s a Christmas carol
They’re bringing attractive decors
Excellent grades are what they want to savor
Eager to end it with flying colors
 
I bestow them another chance
For they are in good hands
I want them to succeed and be happy
Their success is what I want to see

by : JOYZEL MAE P. SOTES
dedicated to : Grade VI pupils of Calatrava I  Central School
December 11, 2013

Copyright © Joyzel Mae Sotes | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme | |

Come to Bethlehem With Me

Come travel to the town of Bethlehem with me
Let’s observe the venue, reflect upon what we see

I see a place where politics is harsh and shrewd
Where feeling forgotten, people have a vile mood 

I see an Emperor who made a great decree
Go home take the census; you owe taxes to me

I see a young man, responsible, able, and proud
Who complied with the order, did not complain loud

I see significance in his ancestral line
The connection must be claimed, they could not decline

I see a young woman, greatly pregnant with child
Her time would come soon; the journey would not be mild

I see a man and woman, tested but in love
Confused, yet convinced of their mission from above

I see a crowded town without a lodging place
For poor strangers there was little mercy or grace

I see the pain of labor, loneliness, and stress
With groans, desire, and effort; a birth did progress

I see a happy face, immaculate with joy
Overflowing with love for a her baby boy

I see a stable, filled with the stench of manure
No place for a new born, vulnerable and pure

I see a child lying on a mattress of hay
Who humbly had arrived in the natural way

I see a baby wrapped securely in strips of cloth
One sent from heaven resting in a feeding trough

I see a proud mother gazing at her first born
Unaware that others will stare at him with scorn

I see a town that ignorantly missed the sign
Thus ignored the presence of this infant divine

I see shepherds on guard in the dark of the field
Keeping watch over their flocks with protecting shield

I see night interrupted by an angels face
As the glory of the Lord was shone in that place

I see heavenly beings with great news to proclaim
The joy of one who surpasses every name

I see a choir of angels as their voices ring
Glory to God in the highest heaven they sing

I see them praising God in sounds of sweet release
God sends His favor, in Messiah there is peace

I see shepherds, curious, gazing, with minds stunned
Leaving their flocks at night to see what had been done

I see action, let’s go to town right now and see
This savior the angels sang about with such glee

I see a young family, a man and his wife
Loving and guarding their child, in a world of strife

I see shepherds, with amazing joy in their eyes
Who left telling a story of this great surprise

I see a mother treasuring the day’s events
Pondering her involvement in God’s great intents

I see myself, a sinner, as part of the story
Praise Jesus my savior, to God be the glory.

Copyright © Brent Cloyd | Year Posted 2015

Details | Verse | |

Village Beneath

Village Beneath

From the window of the train.
Past the station with the wreath.
Down the snow covered lane.
The village sits beneath.

Past the shops with snow on roofs.
A horse gallops pulling a sled.
Leaving tracks of horses hoofs.
Beside lamp poles wrapped in red.

In the front of the general store.
A girl sits on a bale.
She walks to the door.
And inside gets he mail.

Below the ringing church bell.
A man drags a green tree.
Turns at the corner well.
To the house where it will be.

Three boys over yond.
Along the slope of the bank.
Slide in silence to the pond.
On a smoothed curved plank.

On the turned over boat.
A dog lays and waits. 
While a boy on a coat 
Puts on his skates.

The train pulls out of town
Past a Christmas lit pine.
Around the corner and down
Leaving the village behind

Copyright © John Le | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

Searching for the Spirit of Christmas

They searched for it in a Christmas tree, Christmas sock,
chimney, between the Christmas cards, but couldn’t find it…..

They went out and split the Snow Man 
into two, but it wasn’t there;
“It has a funny way of playing hide and seek in such a serious day for celebration,” they quipped in their thoughts.

Little did they know that the Christmas Spirit was sitting
in their hearts, waiting to be discovered, and shared
to other seekers.

Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme | |

CHRISTMAS TO ME

Christmas to me is Christ 
Without His birth
My life wouldn't be light
I would belong to the Enemy 
Who just wants money and game
But Christmas is for me
Is remembering the life
Of the man who died on Calvary 
His cross is the only tree
I want and need
But Jesus is Christmas to me

Copyright © Akilah Babb | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry | |

CHRISTMAS AND ANGEL

its  in the air
be aware
look and stare
you see some white
you see holiday lights
sprit of there wings
as the hum and sing
over this boy in a manger
thoses or 
CHRISTMAS ANGEL

Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse | |

We walk with you

Be not afraid
We have been
With you since
Time began

There is much
Suffering and troublesome
With your world

But be not afraid
It is remarkable
That so many
Have joined us
On this holy night of Light
The Return of Sun light

We give you a word from Ecclesiastes Three
“For everything there is a season and a time for every matter under heaven”

We will shine our Light
Worship him
The Son of the Light
We will never forsake you

We have a gift waiting for you
In the center

Be not afraid
You will arrive
In the center in time

Be not afraid
You will know it
When you see it

Jesus Christ
Son of man
Always remembers us
Jesus Christ
Son of man

Copyright © Mel Brake | Year Posted 2016

Details | ABC | |

Thank You Jesus

Through my trials and tribulations
Lord guide my decisions.
Through my journey, my paths,
Lord guide my mission.
You know my heart.
For better days you know that  I'm wishing.
Living the street life was never in my vision.
Through in the hook, got the bate
for prosperity, I'm fishing.
Watching the air to catch my blessings.
Paying close attention.
If it wasn't for you Lord
I wouldn't be where I'm at.
Walking with me like footprints
Lord, I thank you for that.
You are my best friend.
I'm so happy that we met.
Loving you above all.
I will never regret.

Copyright © tamica thompson | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry | |

PLAN AHEAD CHRISTMAS SOON

its not to far
its there that star
shining above
with the prince of love
his sprit live on
its in everyhome
so don't waited
or debate
its gifts on that moon
ITS
CHRISTMAS SOON

Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? | |

WHO IS THIS

WHO IS THIS?

Lowing in the dark, dank abode,
While the young girl, her baby did hold,

The cattle moved as in rhythmic sway,
To the gentle rocking from these two on the hay;

Who is this that has come to them?
She hummed a lullaby as she nestled HIM!

They moved with a slow, gentle touch,
Amidst a glow that said so much!

Who is this that brought them such peace?
Who is this their wonder increased?

Such authority, garnished this child,
As HE lay with HIS mother so mild!

And still, today, these questions are asked:
Who is this that has come at last?

Who is this to us that has come?
Whose peace, as a lullaby, is hummed?

Will you, HIS gentle touch receive?
Will you let HIS glow in you believe?

Who is this, you say?
Ask HIM and HE will stay!

           E. Self  2014

Copyright © Elzie Self | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? | |

MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB

MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB
(Thank YOU, LORD)

Mary had a Little LAMB, 
HIS fleece was white as snow!
HE came to take our sin away; 
The Bible tells me so!

Wise Men, followed HIM, to Bethlehem, one day,
From oh, so very far;
Bringing gifts for the Precious LAMB,
They were led by a Gloriously, Bright Star!

Mary, held her LAMB so lovingly;
She watched HIM grow so strong;
Always knowing HE was from GOD,
To the world, HE did belong!

Then, one day, Atonement came;
The LAMB's blood was spilt;
Mary cried for HIM so;
Her heart, that day did wilt!

But, the LAMB rose to dry her tears,
Sealing the fate of all,
If only, each, would just believe,
And, on HIS name they call!

Mary had a little LAMB,
The FATHER's Only SON!
The Way! The Truth! The Light of The World!
From the time it first begun!

             E. Self  2015

Copyright © Elzie Self | Year Posted 2015