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Details | Quatrain | |

Christmas Cactus Mystery

You hide away in summer

When other blooms fill fields

In a dark room you sit and wait

'Til Christmas time is here



Is it the joy of Christ's birth

That awakens a welcome stranger

Do you peer out to see the light

That hovers above His manger



You are the only flower

That seems to recognize

The hope and peace in hearts

And angelic carols in skies

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2009

Details | Narrative | |

Christmas Rebels

Christmas Rebels
It was about a weak
After that night walk
The unknown dangers, 
Made known, turned me weak,
I was managing myself,
After my heart was pulled,
From where it sank,
I was yet in the oven,
Of my haven,
To dry up the coldness,
And the wetness, 
Of that fearful night loneliness,

Today is Christmas,
The whole mass,
Was joyous,
Every home, glorious,
Meat was plenteous, 
Rice and beans.
Was every homes means,
Children bouncing in,
New goat skin jackets,
Mother’s dressed in costly
Beads and all the way,
Father leads.
For Christmas had taking over,
Taking over the African Shrine,
It supplied a joyous sunshine.
Our pockets were full of cowries,
Like a goldmine,
Happiness was mine,
For the usual war seemed 
To be hidden, and our teethes where like, 
“Forever opened”.

Oh! Joyful, blissful, plentiful Christmas.
Providing joy each time it surface, 
But joy has a slender waist that breaks so soon.
Christmas night came, so we visited 
Our beds as night rang it’s bell,

(To be continued in the next, same Poem).

Copyright © Charles Melody Lightning Ink | Year Posted 2010

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

The Promise

When meanings have been broken,
When your cross has been uncrossed,
When the reasons that you gave me,
In the labyrinth have been lost.
When your house has been emptied,
When your bedroom is swept clean,
I will come and wake you,
From your long and endless dream.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com

Copyright © ness tillson | Year Posted 2013

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Where is Linda

Her father’s grave was at the top of a hill overlooking hundreds of other plots with vases full of colorful poinsettias, white carnations, and decorations. Her name was Linda and it was Christmas time. She could see the beautiful arrangements everywhere she turned. The cemetery sat on top of the rolling hills overlooking the street. The backside was lined with large green poplar trees and grass that needed to be mowed. This was a peaceful place she thought to herself. This is how it should be for everyone who is in Heaven.  

She came to visit his grave every Wednesday evening after church. She liked to see the plot at night with the luminaries shining brightly. This time she invited her Aunt Sylvia to join her. It was Sylvia’s brother who was buried there. “See Sylvia”, Linda said, “Isn’t this splendid?” Sylvia replied, “Yes. But, I do not feel comfortable here. You do not know if all these souls went to heaven. And, if they didn’t where are they now?” Linda looked all around and at her father’s beautiful site and said, “With all this beauty, how can there be anything but goodness, here?” Sylvia shivered and responded, “Like I said, not all souls go to Heaven. You need to come during the day.” Linda laughed, “You’re not serious. This is a beautiful place. And, especially at night with all these beautiful colors.” Sylvia quickly responded, “It’s time to leave.” Linda, a little annoyed, said “Alright, alright.” And, they got into Linda’s car, and she drove Sylvia home. Very serious, Sylvia said, “Promise you will only go to the cemetery during the day.” Linda just shook her head.

The following Wednesday evening after church, Linda pulled her car up to her father's plot. She noticed his flowers were missing. So, were his luminaries, and Christmas decorations. She immediately called Sylvia. “Hi, Aunt Sylvia. It’s Linda. Have you been to my dad’s plot? His flowers and decorations are missing?” Sylvia retorted, “No, its evening time and a full moon. You should not be there. You NEED to leave!” Confused, Linda asked, “Why, what’s wrong?” Sylvia screamed, “Look around, are there any other flowers missing?” Linda, slowly turning around, noticed there were no flowers or decorations in her vision. Yelling and afraid, “Aunt Sylvia, there all gone!!! I’m running to my...” And, she was gone. Vanished. Sylvia, still on the phone, “Linda, Linda?"

 Sylvia was right, not all souls go to Heaven.

©Holly P. Moore
   November 2012

Copyright © HOLLY MOORE | Year Posted 2012

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What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble! We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton 12/05/11

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2011

Details | Quatrain | |

Mystery Under The Tree


Mystery Under The Tree


They went to the manger that night,
those wise men who came from afar,
to worship the child by the light 
of Bethlehem's bright glowing star.

The animals, drawn unto Him,
soon gathered 'round manger to see
the holy babe sleeping within,
and shared in the great mystery.

And so was our dear Lucy cat
at Christmas time lost in her dream;
each day by the Christmas tree sat
to guard the Nativity scene.

She'd stare at the babe in the hay
and looked at each figure beside.
It seemed something drew her to stay;
for hours she'd sit there wide-eyed.

Like animals drawn unto to Him
that met 'round the manger to see,
our Lucy seemed led from within
to guard the sweet babe neath the tree.


Sandra M. Haight

~1st Place~
Contest: Cats and Christmas Trees
Sponsor: Mary Oliver Rotman
Judged: 12/15/2015

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

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The True Meaning of Christmas

The True Meaning of Christmas During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2011

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If There Was NO Christmas


What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme | |

Who's That Mystery Man

There's a man of mystery
That all children try and see
Bringing toys and presents too
The good boys and sweet girls who
Don't cause trouble through the years
Acting nicer as he nears
Dressed in furry white and red
While little ones sleep in their beds
Dreaming of all the great treasures
This jolly man leaves with pleasure
Trying not to be to slow
He has a long way to go
Sliding up and down all night
Chimneys that make the white
On his outfit black with ash
In his sleigh he makes a dash
Flying in the cold night air
In the sky with his reindeer
That helps him travel the world
Leaving every boy and girl
Presents from his magic bag
That will empty and soon sag
Because its not full again
A bearded man who's a friend
Brings cheer, joy and lots of love
From the moonlit skies above
One night each year he will fly
On rooftops he'll surely try
Being silent as can be
To remain a mystery

Copyright © robin davis | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme | |

What If Christmas Disappeared


What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2011

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A Kiss Under The Mistletoe

She's been gazing, staring, all the night long
I've been scared, sheepish, stupid, and sad
I'm kissing her after the next love song
If my insecurities aren't that bad.

She's so effervescent, she doesn't know
It's not even about the looks, it's deep.
I swear I'm looking into her soul, woah!
Into this mystery I'll glide, don't weep.

Come on Derrick, it's time to rise and shine
Be the man, be the love, be the best, try.
She deserves it, make her smile just divine
Look at the mistletoe, over her, high.

Here I go, no longer holding this back
"Hello, you are beautiful, and you glow.
I know how I sound, I sound like a quack.
But please, one kiss, under the mistletoe."

Copyright © Derrick Shane | Year Posted 2013

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What If Christmas Never Came


 UNSUPPORTED CODE What If…   Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2012

Details | Verse | |

In the Wake of Paris

Soulless, the building
in a cruel autumn,
the cranes reaching
a giant Santa in the sky.

It is moving, this Santa,
and when the cranes touch it,
the soulless buildings
seem to come alive for once.

The earth shimmers,
and the dithering crowd
is not sure what this
Santa wants.

They will have to wait
until Christmas
comes to their soulless buildings
in savage, Paris times.

Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse | |

A Christmas Mystery

I look at it in awe.
What could it be?
The long coveted toy
or a sweater knitted with love.
There it sits, taunting me.
I shake it, there is no sound.
It is so pretty
covered in greens and gold
topped with a large red bow.
It intrigues me.
What could fit in such a box?
But none the less
I must wait
til the morning of St. Nick.

Copyright © linda smith | Year Posted 2008

Details | Free verse | |

Mysterious Christmas Tree

      Mysterious Christmas Tree

Far away on top of rounding mountain
Pine trees gather in the open snow
Twisting roads lead the children's sleds
Equipped with axes sharp, soon to perform
At dawn the boys and girls arrive
Seeking symmetries perfection
Selecting the best Christmas tree is blinding
When the gusting winds prevail and blow
A gold beacon small appears to dance
Above a gentle thick tree near the ledge
The children chop it down with care
Carry it away with light in tow 
One snow flake after another follows in the glow
As they go down

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2015

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Christmas Mystery

You could have been born in a palace
yet, in a dark manger it came to pass.

Or trumpets blaring in the light of day
instead of a cold night in a bed of hay.

Maybe a P.R. stunt in the eyes of many 
but to true believers a lesson in humility.

Christmas, oh what an enigma you are,
God's grand design, written in the stars.


Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse | |

The Virgin Birth

Walking on the water of the life before the birth of pain. 
Seeking to become the savoir of a World become insane. 
Coming to this planet not inside a golden spacecraft. 
Coming to this planet from a place of quietness. 
Using the life of Spirit to explain the life within. 
Poetical remembrances of virgin birth await us soon. 
Future is often just repeated past. 
Only once is Grace afforded us. 
Please dont let it lapse. 
This Christmas remember Christmas Future 
while enjoying Christmas past, 
and Inn this Christmas Present 
please say Jesus of the Virgin Birth. 
When people cry for saving this one will, 
The City Of The Nazerene is always on a hill. 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse | |

From Halloween To Christmas In A Minute

Twenty days plus one hour is what it takes
The October country requires no less
Halloween land is treacherous with black glass sharp
Slime covered dark rocks that cut
Green rain is acid, leaves everything deformed
Not far beyond this realm is snow and ice
Pure thoughts evolve there on the spot
Some call it the Arctic circle
When we see red and white spun on the pole
Going retrograde may not seem normal to the mind
It is imagination that defines the magnetic vortex turn
Christmas comes in a minute right on time
Sparks the  Aurora Borealis
Packaged, warped, wrapped warm inside



  

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2016