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Christmas Miracle in the Ghetto (Co-written with John Moses Freeman)

Peering at the radiating faces of happy families
So much joy emanates from well-to-do children’s sparkling eyes
Wish I could replace the grief, put smiles on the faces of my sons
Without a glimmer of hope even promises of warm meals would be lies

In the brown eyes of my sons, the same eyes their mother, my wife
Sadness the sacrifice, a courageous mother giving life
So great a zest for life she sacrificed to give her sons life
But now greed hath put her seed in peril and my world in strife

No “Help Wanted” signs in the windows of Main Street’s bustling stores
The aroma of fresh bread wafts tauntingly from the bakery
With my hands in pockets, finding not even loose change
Overcome with hunger and jealousy, should I resort to thievery? 

Mind reeling, contemplating abating moral principals
Suddenly appear familiar brown eyes amid face so dear
The image of deceased wife, Spanish born eyes filled with tears
Speaking, "Abe, the Lord is gracious, walk until head is clear"

I follow the light in her warm eyes reflecting in glass windows
They lead me down the road to a park at the end of town
Dressed in ragged clothing, a man sits with a smile of peace
Breathing white puffs in frigid air, this gentle soul sees my frown

The message is plain, as my fears begin to clear
There is a greater depth in a soul of love well kept
The night is far spent; I kissed the hand of this gentle man
He smiled sweetly and said, "Lift up heavy head from dread"
 
I look up to see sun glistening on snow-laden pine boughs
It’s here, Christmas Day, and I’ve left my children alone all night
An ache in my heart compels me to race quickly back through town
Breathlessly, I reach my porch unprepared for a welcome sight
 
Hearing laughter within, I smell, yams, turkey and ham
I open my door, on the floor, presents piled high as well
Laughing with glee, sons kiss me, sparkle of brown eyes I see
Sparkling brown eyes, of Spanish descent, love is evident
 
“From where in the world did all this come,” I ask my sons
“Beautiful lady with Spanish brown eyes, stopped at our door
She said a strange thing, as on the floor our gifts were lain,
‘Tell Abe keep the faith; a mother's love is stronger than the grave.’
Her hugs and kisses, will be greatly missed!  Who was she, Daddy?"


Thank you, Moses, for joining me and guiding me in this write.  Merry Christmas, dear 
friends!


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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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MIRACLE OF NOEL


While boughs and tinsels glide on trimmings along a fireplace by the hall, the lemon-drop scent of pine thrills : the air is cold; hearts are warm. December night catches a sliver of merriment from the grace of its jewelled cheer, as the blend of white and gold weaves the lane of a city shimmering with joy. The stage is set for a baby-in –a- manger, cuddled in thin wafers of hay, more tender than lambs’ flesh, more bright than Magi star bathing moist lilies from which they are grazed. ‘Tis a holyday of gratitude, when remnants of the past are erased to cleanse trespasses, in the name of mercy. For now, eve’s candles slowly baptize the miracle of enlightenment much richly praised. Canticle of eternity, karma seeds breathing out tidings held by acts of giving : hands clasping loved ones and strangers to embrace the core of oneness , as if one language whispers the same chime of peace bound by a hymn of reawakening. And all seasons can never duplicate the benevolence of this fragrant chapter oiled in tassels of gold , incense and myrrh, it is just so. For in the soul of a one-world cheer, this is the only brink of paradise gleaming as a child bestows Love , when Nativity heralds the reign of sacredness as heaven meets earth,
and earth meets first Noel’s heaven.
Christmas Epic Poem, Leonora Galinta by nette onclaud


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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 | Quintain (English) | |

A Christmas Miracle

Christmas Eve and he worked late again.
As he trod through drifts of pristine snow,
he saw a bottle passed among homeless men.
Two months mortgage he did owe;
Fear of living on the street filled him with woe.

Shops had closed early;
except for Christmas lights his path was dark.
He had no gifts for his wife Shirley
and his children would wake to a tree so stark.
He shivered in the roaring winds of winter’s bark.

It was then he looked up and saw the light –
a huge star shaped like a cross.
The lower beam shone so bright
that he followed it until a church he came across
and the manger in front of it gave him pause.

Nestled up next to Jesus in the crib bed
was a golden retriever lying peacefully.
Tied round the dog was a velvet sack scarlet red
and he neared the manger ever so cautiously
hoping he’d found the perfect gift for his family.

He picked up the dog, but the untied sack grew,
filled with gifts with name tags for all his clan.
There was money in a card with his name on it too.
A fearful soul might have turned and ran,
but the card read, “Merry Christmas from the Savior of man.”



*Entry for Francine's English Quintain Contest, 
written on November 30, 2011.


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That Spark of Hope

A little girl lost her home this year, for her, Christmas wouldn't be there.
Her family was angry from all the troubles, they simply couldn't repair.
Don’t bother us about presents her parents said, they were depressed by their fate.
With bitterness they said, you’d be lucky to have dinner tonight, or even a plate.
Life was harsh, nowhere to go, anger and fear had put their souls, in a terrible place.
The little girl had found no hope or joy, lurking near their old car, of late.
The car was their home, gas money was scarce, and with few places they could park.
Yes, their troubles had slowly extinguished, that precious hopeful spark.
Without that spark, they’d never find their way, from this terrible place of cold and dark.
And life’s darkness grew deeper nightly, as hope vanished under a reality so stark.
Even the very fiber of her family, seemed to be shattering slowly, slowly, apart.
The child felt alone here in this dark car, as sadness tried to engulf her little girls heart.
The future seemed filled with hopelessness, as shame and dread, were leaving their mark.
Embarrassment to be seen and turned away, made it hard for them to reach out, to restart.
But life goes on, and we can’t fear to rebuild, or the future will be hard to impart.
The girl suddenly declared there’s more to life, and she wouldn't let it conquer her heart.
She decided triumphs will come, and all will get better, if she held to that hopeful spark.
Seeing the desolation and anger here, she couldn't stay around, she had to get away…
So she climbed out of the car, and she walked into town, not so very far to stray.
She went and looked at the store windows, where Christmas was being displayed.
The music and people filled her heart, lifting her spirits, deep inside, that day.
She noticed a store, way down at the end of the row, on the next block, where it lay.
No one was there, it seemed lonely, and the darkness was again, spreading it’s decay.
She ran there in time to see an old man closing up, with sadness on his face betrayed.
What use were his goods, if no one would shop, or come down along his way?
The super store down the block, was daily making him lose more and more in the fray.
He could no longer afford to hire people, and the season had very little time, to stay.
As they talked the girl saw that she couldn't let the darkness take another, so she prayed.
Then she told the old man, if he’d open the shop, she’d bring customers down his way.
She added, she’d find reasonable workers, if her family could live upstairs, she portrayed.
First bring the customers, he said, and the rest will be yours little friend, he conveyed.
She had him put his best toys, as a contest prize, and to add lots of lights on the display.
He set a contest, “Winners-the best collectors for families in need” on Christmas Eve.
He put out a bright contest sign, but still nobody came to his end of the block, to survey.
So she had him call the Salvation Army, for a kettle, Bell ringer, and Carolers, who came 
Lickety split, their way.
Then she had him call a dear old friend, and farmer, to bring a tractor full of bails of hay.
Another volunteered his horse and sleigh, both, to see the city lights thru New Years Day.
This was a great idea, since the older drivers, could use the help, for their bills to pay.
The girl ran all over spreading the excitement, and to come see the prizes, his way.
The families suddenly started heading toward his door, and to those wondrous rides.
At that moment her parents came, and she explained what her hope, had improvised.
Her father talked a contractor into building a disabled family a home, to help advertise.
He could get a tax break; come to this store for supplies, and hire unemployed workers, he devised, so wise.
In the end, each night grew brighter, because of a girls hope, and heart-warming delight.
And the old man began smiling for the first time, in a long, long, time, starting that night.
All was saved, a home was found, and another built, as a sad little girl taught grownups to smile along the way… 
You might say, A Spark of Hope lit a candle, then a raging fire, which was burning bright by Christmas day.

The moral to my story is:
Never give up on Hope; it’s your best friend, as life brings its troubles your way…
Know that with time, a good heart, good will, and friendly ways… 
You can find God’s gifts again, if you don’t let the dark take you away…


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A Church Service to Remember

Maud, the meek poverty stricken seventy year old matriarch of the people spoke proudly as the relief shown on her face. “Two weeks ago I had tests run at Sparks Medical Center in Fort Smith they told me that my old body was almost totally eat up of cancer. I ask a brother at that time here in the church whom I respect and have faith in to pray. He simply said as he laid hands on me, them that believe shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover. (Mark 16:18 KJV) Why that is all he said as he asks me to agree with him.” “I stand before you today, one day before Christmas, totally free of cancer. I was scheduled yesterday to begin receiving radiation, but when they did my blood tests again they could not find one trace of cancer. My doctor said he just could not explain the miracle that had apparently taken place. You apparently know a doctor who is far greater than I am.” Tears of gratitude flowed down Maud’s old, weathered cheeks as the whole church stood and rejoiced with their precious matriarch mother. This was a Christmas eve of rejoicing like non other, and there was not a dry eye in the whole church. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A true story from 1987 in Moreland Arkansas Free Full Gospel Church. This charitable hearted lady lived several years after this and died of simple old age at around 90 years of age. For Carolyn’s Contest: Your Christmas Miracle


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My Christmas Miracle


MY CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

Yes, Virginia, there really is a Christ
Born more than two thousand years ago
This Man actually gave His Life
So all the world would know

That if we just believe in Him
And live our life in faith
Our hope of eternity will never dim
He has prepared for us a place

Although the world may never see
The Truth He holds for all
The fact that He died to set us free
Is the greatest gift of all

So my Christmas miracle, Virginia dear
As we celebrate His birth
Is that people living everywhere
Would experience His peace on earth


	Curtis Moorman
	29 November 2011


	For Carolyn Devonshire's contest


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My Christmas Miracle

. If I could have a Christmas miracle, I would surely like to go Back to Mama’s bounteous table And the ones that I loved so. My dear daddy would still be there, My brothers and my son, My young husband and my mama Before the sad times had begun. And because this is a miracle, My sweet granddaughter too, Would be sitting by her grandpa Whom in life she never knew. My daddy would give the prayer of thanks, The rest would say amen. When all the food was passed around Grand feasting would begin. Every morsel would taste just like it did, When I was an active child And had whetted up my appetite With hours of running wild. My brothers would do some joshing, My daddy would joke a bit. With so much love around that table You could stick a fork in it. Not another thing could I ask for Nor more blessings from above, It I could have a day again Of such pure and endless love.


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A Miracle For You

I wish I could help you each and everyone.
You light up my life and the same I would 
like to do for you.
I don't like seeing you feeling so sad.
If I could find that one thing to make it all 
better I surely would do it.
Could I sit by your side when you feel the 
need to hide from it all?
I would wipe away your tears and try to 
chase away your fears.
I would hold your hand and whisper soothing 
words to you until you fall asleep.
I pray for you to be free from all your pain and 
sadness today...tomorrow...and everyday hereafter.
I wish for you to be able to enjoy everything life has
to offer.
Please know that you my family and friends each and 
everyone of you mean the world to me.
For Christmas a miracle to you I would give...if only I could !!!



Entry: Your Christmas Miracle Contest
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire
Written On: 12/08/2011
Written By: Carol Brown
1st Place Winner


Details | Tyburn | |

Good News

Good News,
gold light
bringing
True Love
The three kings follow Good News, gold light
Jesus Christ is born bringing True Love.


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In his Arms

A story of Faith..
How does anyone explain why they believe the Faith they have .
I can only tell you through the eyes of a 5yr old child .
That child being myself 

so let me rewind a bit in time .
It was preschool to 1st grade , I would fall into a vegetable state at school , with my head down on the desk .
My Mother was a very talented RN and worked in triage at St. Francis Hospital
She would take me to the best of Pediatrics , only to be told ," take her home give her a aspirin,  if fever gets to high , and call us in the morning . 

All I can remember is this.

I was laying on my Mothers bed as from the ceiling it appeared a man that resembled "Jesus Christ ' and his Angels , 6 on each side lifted me from the bed in his arms , and took me to a place of warmth , light and love like I have never felt before since.

I was held by him as he said , you can stay here and no longer feel pain , or you may go back. I wanted so badly to stay , but I thought of my Mothers tears , and I was sent right into my little body again only to miss that feeling I had my whole life "in His Arms "

I got up out of bed , walked to the living room , where I saw my Mother in the distance baking .'  The Grinch whom stole Christmas ' was on TV. I then noticed a tree all lighten up with decorations, I walked  towards my Mom with a blanket in my hand .

My Mom turned and she had a plate of cookies , her face white as a ghost . I asked her " Mommy , Is it Christmas ?  " she started to cry , and held me as she said " Yes Honey , it is , it is Christmas Eve. " as her tears hit my shoulder . I then asked " Why are you crying ? "  Santa Claus is coming ! " I replied,  as happy as a little 5 yr. old could be.

I was taken to a Chiropractor that week ,as a last result , He told her it was simply a miracle I was alive  .  My Spine was out of place and no Oxygen was going to my brain , in one or 2 days , I would be brain dead.

I found out later in my life at 18 yrs. old , it was shaken baby syndrome . My Father confessed to me as he to cried , at his Moms home at Christmas time . He had carried the guilt with him for years . He was a born again Christian , and a new life he had wanted with true forgiveness .

I forgave him , I know the man whom lifted me was Jesus Christ that night , and there is nothing ugly at all there , so I know he to forgave him . 
Since then ..I have never doubted , I know he goes by many names  , It is Jesus Christ all the same .


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A Christmas Miracle to Fulfill This Wish



I have that wish in my heart many of you must have the same, a disease free healthy world forget all those cursed names. Many of you must have the same a dream of disease free world, forget all those cursed names let that joyful world unfurled. A dream of disease free world where people love to live, let that joyful world unfurled where everyone is ever active. Where people love to live children forget curse of pain, where everyone is ever active no disease to drive insane. Children forget curse of pain old age ceases to be a problem, no disease to drive insane everybody a winner in life's game. Old age ceases to be a problem a disease free healthy world, everybody a winner in life's game I have that wish in my heart. ============================ Placement: 3rd; (December 2011) Contest:Your Christmas Miracle Sponsor:Carolyn Devonshire By :kashinath karmakar


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Peace for Troubled Hearts

As I hang the shining “Star of Bethlehem” atop my Christmas tree I recall with joy, the greatest miracle there was to be Two thousand years have passed since; yet, truth still holds And for me it is not some old folklore; or some legend of old There is a mighty king who willingly gave up his crown Donning mortality, he, "love unconditional", came down Pure love, accompanied by a peace, meant for every man His words and example were the seeds to plant. I still believe in miracles even when others can’t digest I wish for a miracle today in the deafening halls of Congress That by some magic, they could walk in the peoples’ shoes Feel the alarming fear of young and old; and I pray they’d choose- Peace for troubled hearts and all Relief for hurting people with backs against the wall ~*~
Note: For "Your Christmas Miracle" Contest Sponsored by Carolyn 2nd Place


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Joy To The World

There once was a couple
Names of Mary and Joe
5 Months off wedded bliss
And not one seed did Joe sow.

Then one day Mary sat Joe down
Said she had news to make him glad
A wonderful thing had happened
And he was to be a dad.

Joe looked at Mary
As if she had gone crazy
Woman how can this be
I’ve done nought to make a baby.

It was a miracle says Mary
Happened the other night
The Lord visited me and I saw Heaven
And the room was filled with light.

He said to me you are chosen
To have a virgin birth
The child shall be the son of God
The saviour of all Earth.

Now Joe was a simple man
But of Mary’s tale he was not sure
Do you think I was born yesterday
Was it John from next door?

My darling Joe I tell the truth
This you must believe
You are the only one for me
Whom I would never deceive.

And Joe saw in Mary’s tears
That she was sincere
He said he would spread the word
And fill the world with cheer.

The world rejoiced and praised
When the baby boy was born
Gifts arrived daily by first class post
Gold, frankincense and perfume to be worn

Now Joe became a sadder man
Thoughts of Mary with another caused him pain
So he gathered up all the gold
And was never seen again.


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Mary And Joe

There once was a couple
Names of Mary and Joe
5 Months off wedded bliss
And not one seed did Joe sow.

Then one day Mary sat Joe down
Said she had news to make him glad
A wonderful thing had happened
And he was to be a dad.

Joe looked at Mary
As if she had gone crazy
Woman how can this be
I’ve done nought to make a baby.

It was a miracle says Mary
Happened the other night
The Lord visited me and I saw Heaven
And the room was filled with light.

He said to me you are chosen
To have a virgin birth
The child shall be the son of God
The saviour of all Earth.

Now Joe was a simple man
But of Mary’s tale he was not sure
Do you think I was born yesterday
Was it John from next door?

My darling Joe I tell the truth
This you must believe
You are the only one for me
Whom I would never deceive.

And Joe saw in Mary’s tears
That she was sincere
He said he would spread the word
And fill the world with cheer.

The world rejoiced and praised
When the baby boy was born
Gifts arrived daily by first class post
Gold, frankincense and perfume to be worn

Now Joe became a sadder man
Thoughts of Mary with another caused him pain
So he gathered up all the gold
And was never seen again.


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Christmas Gift

You asked
"What do you want for Christmas this year?"
I sadly wished that you were here
My eyes welled up held back a tear

Even though I fully understand
Time keeps flowing like liquid sand
It's not yours or mine to command
Still I want to see you smile and hold your hand

For I am here and you are there
Without you here this is just somewhere
Sometimes the distance isn't fair
yet I know with clarity that you care

I clear my throat and try to smile
Enjoy us talking for a while
Yet I know on Christmas day
I'll be here and there you'll stay

So for Christmas as I decorate my tree
I'll imagine that you're here with me
For you are a gift beyond compare
Even though I am here and you are there





Dedicated to Mom
I love you and will miss you. Thanks
for leaving a part of you and Bob that
I can appreciate every Christmas. I will
be putting up the tree this weekend.


Written by; Richard J Lamoureux
December 5, 2013


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A Christmas Miracle

As the sun rose on Christmas morn
All throughout the world
A miracle was growing in the hearts
Of every boy and girl

No matter their religious beliefs
It happened everywhere
Even in the hearts of those
Who about Christmas they weren’t aware

They woke with a smile on their face
And hope festering in their hearts
In a world that needs their help
They were willing to do their parts

And just in an instant
There was a twinkle in their eye
And they knew that peace and love
Was the life that they would try

Hate and anger disappeared
In the hearts of the young
All the prejudice adults had planted
Suddenly became undone

And without fire and brimstone
With no religious dogma in the way
The future of this world
Promised a better day


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Neo Nativity

NEO NATIVITY


Metal ghosts of Detroit's best
held together by rust and secrets,
stacked five high, squashed and bent
each holds memories-
good times in their back seats
family trips to the shore,
drive-in movies,
kids sleeping in the back
on the ride home from Christmas.

They may not be pretty
but they do provide shelter.
They cut the wind
and block the rain,
so she cowered beneath a wall of them.
Face illuminated by lightning
and pain
she pulled him close;
this man, Jose, who agreed,
she clutches at him 
and wears his strength.

No scratch for a motel,
no rooms to be had anyway,
and the Mustang died
a couple of miles outside of town.
The walk here in the rain
was the least fun she could recall,
until her water broke,
joining the squalor at her feet
and the labor began in earnest.

The moment is real
and as near as her next breath
the pain that grips her
steals that breath
then gives it back in a rushing whoosh.
She births, as women have done
for millenia
but she does it
in this mechanical graveyard.

A few moments of agony later
Maria was a mother
and her life had now taken a new direction.
When the sky finally cleared
she rocked her new son,
wrapped in a vinyl tarp,
and watched a single brilliant star
flare to life over her head.


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THE MIRACLE OF NATIVITY

THE MIRACLE OF NATIVITY


A star adorned the heavens,
Casting light upon the earth.
A bright celestial herald
Of a miracle of birth.

The angels gazed with wonder,
At the humble stable where,
A baby of such importance,
Would lie in a manger there.

Three shepherds and three
Magi,
Travelled to this lowly shed,
To see this son of Heaven,
Born as prophecies had said.

This baby bore a message
To deliver to all mankind,
Of peace, love and pureness,
One of God and man aligned.

The warmth of the stable,
was shelter for the baby,
As angels sang the heavenly
chorus – which would go 
down in history.

An angelic choir sang out – 
And the bells rang out in
tune,
As baby Jesus did appear – 
Amidst a bright full moon.
The star shone bright with
wonder,
Angel choirs began to sing,
‘Hallelujah! Born today,
The Saviour and the King.’

BY
DARRYL ASHTON


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Christmas Without Magic

Christmas without any magic,
Would be the darkest of days,
There wouldn’t be any presents,
Without the wonder of Santa’s ways,
The lights in the eyes of the children,
Would become as dull as the light-less tree,
Now standing outside in the garden,
And not in the house as should be,
There would be no cards on the mantle,
No messages from family and friends,
No reason to think of our loved ones,
Or for our faults make amends.

And without the greatest miracle,
Of our own dear Saviours birth,
There would be no hope for all mankind,
No peace for men on Earth,
No non-deserved forgiveness,
For the many times we fail,
And no happily ever after,
At the end of our life’s long tale.


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Christmas Out of the Body Experience

A few nights before Christmas
all was quiet in the apartment
except for a few ghosts milling about in it

Before I went to bed 
to rest my head
I thought of the words of a friend
who once said 

You are not out of your mind
dreaming you are wide awake
not in your body but another fourth dimension
to your self please be kind 

In the middle of the night
came a demanding knock 
like Ebenezer Scrooge I was in a fright

Could it be just the wind
or a piece of undigested fruitcake
Could it be just my imagination
or could it be my very end

Not knowing what to do in the situation
I find myself walking in my living room
furniture was missing and the feeling was ghostly white
dead Aunt singing like Ella Fitzgerald in syncopation 

The dead are here
The dead are real
Do not be afraid
The dead are on the other side-there  

To the front door I went
with much anticipation
to the front portal I went
with much exasperation

But next an orange- red morning sky
the sun has risen to my surprise
in the same living room now bathe in light adorn
like a Christmas greeting card
was left on the floor a picture of me
which was there the night before  

 


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IF YOU DO NOT HUMAN

From “Daily Given and Other Poems”

Come forth, dear friend
Squeeze my hand and kiss my face
Even under the shadows of a pencil away
But you should not forget
You and I are human in our right moment to die

Not day I hope
Not in this particular month and not the next month either I should say
Alas! This is my bridge and I’ll wait for you to cross it together
Bring your body to me: Embracing and laughing and capping 
What I left for you, and much more.
We should live one, two, or three hundred years
It can be for anyone who would like to sing which it allows you and me to understand.

Speak up like cuckoo’s soul or pulling in front of you the intimate uncertainty
Because you would see eventually we are going to find
That trail that today appears confuse.
No matter what day will make an end
No matter what hour rendering may seem thrust that for others
Sometimes like this, in exact order, find blindness or butterflies.

If you fall believe it or not
I would make for you and the others as a soldier
Pinching wet ground and crushing the living creatures out of my way
But I would carry you and with a best-known smile I would indeed reach 
The other end that appears identical from the beginning.

Now I wish you Merry Christmas from this humbly and lonely man
The undone four-letters with which my mind usually I skip
Which by voice-over in a period of utmost solicitude
I should deliver it to you. 


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My Christmas Miracle

        
The snow is falling ever so gently
Like diamonds if they should fall from the sky
The street lights showcase the downfall
All is quiet as the beauty enfolds

The snow is falling ever so heavier
Against the window pane as I gaze through
There is no rain tonight in our tropical climate
Snow for Christmas in our small  part of the world

The snow is  falling at greater  speed
The wind is blowing the snow into a frenzy
The temperature is dropping as the moments past
A blizzard for Christmas it appears to be

The snow is falling but  I can no longer see
Nothing but a white blur out in the world
But still I hold something close to my heart
For I had asked for a miracle tonight

Snow for Christmas in my tropical world


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A Christmas Miracle

Amanda, Our Christmas Miracle

It's Christmas Eve
and everything's on hold.
She's only 15 - too young, Lord,
too young to die.

A simple matter for you.
Rebuild her blood as she lies
on the table, under the knife.
She needs a miracle.

But, you're in the miracle business, Lord.
Please, don't let her fade away,
a beautiful butterfly,
flitting through our space
for only a moment.

A selfish prayer, gracefully received,
granted in mercy.

Thank you, Lord
for our Christmas miracle.
Someday, I'll tell her about the prayers.
I'll remember, and tell her
what you did.


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A Christmas Miracle

Among the goats and the sheep
Our Savior rest in a peaceful sleep
The greatest gift of all, to all mankind
Laying in a feeding trough that was only hay lined

Such a humble setting for a King
But in the Heavens all of the Angels sing
For here is the King of every nation
My Lord Jesus, my salvation

Three wise men will travel from a far
Guided by the light of a glorious star
And three Shepard's follow too
For the Angel Gabriel came to them and proclaimed it was true

So just remember this story
Of the baby Jesus and all His Glory 
So the next time you come upon the Nativity scene
It will give you the true sense of what Christmas should really mean


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CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

CHRISTMAS      MIRACLE



Tinsel and glittering childen’s lights mean nothing 
To the aged in shop doorways, hungry and sleeping.
Churches filled with strong believers, with smiles
For fellow worshippers, mean nothing, when for miles
Your world is a pushed shop-trolley filled with rags 
And you carry all your life in two plastic bags.
Miraculously the glitter could become supper, 
The tinsel could change into a warm room upper. 
Then the Christmas warmth of the churchgoers strong
And the laughter of the season  -  could belong

To every one of God’s children 

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

Entered in Carolyn Devonshire's Contest    Your Christmas Miracle


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All I Want for Christmas is a Miracle

All I Want for Christmas is a Miracle

it was late one night
december twenty-third
when a little boys wish
was overheard
she walked by his door
to hear the prayer
as he asked god
why life wasn't fair
she heard him say
Iv'e been so good
and asked if santa
somehow could
make mom healthy
for christmas this year
and those words kept echoing
through her ear
she cried herself
to sleep that night
knowing her cancer
was winning the fight
the doctors had told her
her chances were slim
of finding the marrow
to help her win
but she kept her hopes up
if only to hide
the pain the suffering
and the turmoil inside
if there was a santa
she knew he'd come through
if only a little boys
wish would come true
when christmas arrived
on the eve of the day
he stood by her bed
and asked her to say
i truly believe
in good old saint nick
she whispered the words
then fell asleep sick
that morning he awoke
to a knock at the door
santa was late
but it was him he was sure
he opened the door
and took a quick glance
it wasnt a sleigh
but a shiny red ambulance
it wasn't the fat
jolly man in a sled
but a man dressed in white
with a cross that was red
the doctor had come
with news that was great
they'd found her a match
if it wasn't to late
they loaded her up
with the boy by her side
rushed to the hospital
and took her inside
by the time it was over
christmas had passed
but the miracle stayed
she was getting better at last
she looked from her bed
at his worried young brow
she said that he saved her
but she didn't know how
he looked back up at her
then smiled and said
it wasn't me
it's all in your head
miracles are born
from believing inside
and when you truely believe
with your heart open wide
santa can give you
what you want most of all
for the spirit of christmas
is not found at the mall

By: Jeremy Siedlecki


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Season miracle

Okay so here we are again the holiday season upon us approaching and an end to another 
year
Most people are happy and children filled with such Christmas cheer
For me in my present times my emotions for the season just can't be sincere
My kids are so far out of state and they won't be here
The man I'm deeply in love with isn't near
While most are hungry for a traditional Christmas dinner and pumpkin pie
I'm here forcing myself not to and will not allow myself to cry
It's his eyes that I need to gaze so lovingly into, that is for what I'm famished
The years apart and the miles between us never caused our love in any way to diminish
Holding my kids tightly is something I miss so much
Oh how I wish they were here so I could see their sweet smiling faces and such
All I see upon closing my eyes is my reaching out to them, and them reaching back to me, I 
long so badly for each and everyone of their touch
So while people are listening to the church bells ringing
Carolers that go door to door with their Christmas songs that they will be singing
And to the New Year everyone soon will be in their homes and hearts bringing
I'll be right here wishing on a miracle or two
It could happen you know and something good is just bound to happen soon
I keep my faith, and I open my heart, soul, and mind up and try very hard everyday in 
every way to keep right on pushing through
I want to wish a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Seasons Greetings, and a very Happy 
New Year to all of you
God Bless each and everyone may all your dreams come true


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My Christmas Miracle

My greatest Christmas miracle 
Would be to give presents to the poor.
Take home the cold and homeless ones
And welcome them through my door.
Give them a Merry Christmas
That is such a great surprise.
Fill them full of turkey and pud;
Dress up as Santa in disguise.

My greatest Christmas miracle
Would be to offer them a bed.
A clean and comfy place to sleep,
Unlike the dangerous streets instead.
To give each one hot chocolate
Or coffee if they please;
To warm them by the fire
And forget the cold night’s breeze.

My greatest Christmas miracle
Would be to tell them they are loved.
That there is a God in heaven
Who uses me for His beloved.
To tell them they have a future
And are important to all heaven.
That Christmas miracles are for everyone,
Because God’s Son to this world was given.

Maureen LeFanue
Written for Carolyn Devonshire's "My Christmas Miracle" Contest
December 2011