Jingle Bell
Jingle bell, jingle bell,
Echo the words of God.
More than the rituals, may His words
touch our hearts and minds.
Jingle bell, jingle bell,
Echo the words of God.
Thou shall love thy neighbours,
Neighbouring states and nations.
We are all humans
And we shall fight the demons;
the demons that divide us
using the name of region,
religion, caste or creed
for their own greed.
Jingle bell, jingle bell,
Echo the words of God.
More than the rituals, may His words
touch our hearts and minds.
Jingle bell, jingle bell,
Echo the words of God.
The drums awaken beneath my feet
My breath aligns with summer's heat
Each step repeats the sacred beat
Jingles answer earth to ground
They shimmer prayers with sound
I sew the story onto skin
Each cone an oath I carry in
Their silver tongues begin within
Ankles speak in moving light
Dresses know moving might
I follow rythm, new and old
From noises taught, a hand hold
It braids my hair, keeps me cold
Between strikes, answers reply
Pulse answers pulse; i fly
The floor becomes a lake of rain
My knees recall the coming pain
Each jingle breaks the falling chain
I dance healing into heart
For those who ache, I keep smart
The elders hum my hidden name
My steps return the gifted game
I wear the sound that says my fame
This dress of tin becomes home
Where bodies mend; spirits roam
Your slightest touch of love jingles my bells
My heart begins to dance a tango
Your romantic banter swells my head
For you I am a beauty to your beast
Such white lies are warm despite snow
Cranberry cries can’t be denied
For my tears fall like sleet on the street
Whenever I can not see you my love
Let us find the mistletoe an excuse
To show public affection and caress
Planting kisses like pink poinsettias
Swooning in gold light of sun or moon
You touch me with your thoughts
More than you know and I glow
Every time I think of our journey
to this island called love
Hey there, come gather 'round,
I’ve got a story, n it's got a sound,
my page here, is where the magic's at,
so grab a seat, let’s have a chat!
With Pivotal Poetry, you can follow along,
my rhythms echo, it’s where you belong,
escape with me, let the magic unwind,
in the realm of words, expand your mind.
Pivotal Poetry, it's my voice, it's my art,
feel the rhythm, it’s a soulful start,
dancing through the stanzas, painting with my heart,
each line a brushstroke, creating my art.
In the quiet of the night, or the bright sunshine,
every word I craft is a moment divine,
sharing my thoughts, in this lyrical space,
join the journey, let’s embrace the grace.
To know me better, just listen or read,
in each twist and turn, find the stories you need,
with every cup of coffee, I find my delight,
brewing inspiration, fueling up my night.
A blend of emotions, the perfect brew,
in this poetic cafe, there's space for you too.
So grab that cup, let’s toast to the day,
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My lighted island,
Hidden somewhere behind the red rocks,
Somewhere between the jingling of bangles
As I reach out to you.
My lighted island,
Lies behind the rusted walls of the blue city,
Among the trembling of my long earrings.
My lighted island,
Winks at me from the colors of the bustling market,
I find it in the strong scent of fish,
In the muffled noise that swallows us whole.
My island,
Is the color of my skirt’s folds in the wind,
Imaginative as a dance,
And warm as mint tea.
Here comes the jingle jangle man
Who struts and swaggers he is his biggest fan
He doesn’t want anyone to be
Better than he himself you do see
He schemes at things behind your back
Don’t tell him your secrets or he will hack
Them making you look bad
In the end you’ll feel sad
As he walks with hands in pockets
Jingle jangle hear the racket
Take heed of his noise then
Don’t converse thinking he is a friend.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Tripping through the sand
In a pair of Aussie thongs,
Boogie board in hand
Singing Aussie songs.
Davo’s got the beer.
Out of kiddies reach
What a day we’re gonna to have
It’s Christmas on the beach.
Oh, Christmas time, Christmas time
Christmas by the shore
A good old Aussie Christmas.
It’s Christmas time once more
The sun is very hot.
There is no shade around
so we gather up our stuff
And move to higher ground.
We settle neath the trees.
In a folding metal chair
Plenty shade, but there’s no breeze
But really, we don’t care
Oh Christmas time, Christmas time
All the family’s here
To celebrate our Christmas
Like we do every year
Davo came by car.
With Marie John and Jane
Granny from afar
She came by aeroplane
Joe lives up the street.
He brought his wife and kids
And even in this awesome heat,
They wouldn’t miss for quids
Oh, Christmas time, Christmas time
Christmas without snow
We love our Aussie Christmas.
It really is a show
Oh, Christmas time Christmas time
Christmas is a ball
We love our Aussie Christmas
Here’s Joy to one and all.
I don't seem to know
the right words I want to say;
you're all set to go
but I hope you'll stay.
Please take back your ring
I will make things right;
believe me, she was but a fling,
I played the fool last night.
[Chorus]
It's all my fault, all my fault;
my fault all the way,
I'm so sorry that I lied;
now I’ll regret it every day.
All my fault, all my fault
my fault all the way;
I'm so sorry that I lied;
I’ll regret it every day.
Written: December 11, 2024 For contest Sponsored by: Constance La France
Quote: "Cheers to a fresh new year and a fabulous opportunity for us to flourish!"
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In the forest where the trees glow,
Shimmering stars shine, a stunning show.
Mesmerizing marvels in an idyllic, calm flow,
Cheerful gifts gathered gently in a row.
Blanketed children in wonder and cheer,
Gingerbread cookies, sweet flavors near.
Iced in crimson, green, festive atmosphere,
Sprinkles of joy as Santa draws near.
A sleigh with bells that jingle and run,
We gather as families, our hearts are full of fun.
Celebrating traditions, our spirits as one,
In the warmth of the holiday, we bask in the sun.
Shimmering ivory pearls in moonbeams,
Gentle lullabies that soothe all our dreams
Chalked memories drift in a crystalline stream,
In hopes that our love will forever gleam.
Though jaded vials may drip with despair,
We find elixirs of hope in the air.
Sick veins may quiver, dreams still ensnare,
As impending fate reminds us we care.
Jingle bells jingle bells
Santa's turning gay.
Rudolph isn't happy
for he has to pull the sleigh.
In fact he's really worried
and he's made it very clear.
What he wants is some protection
to protect his derryair.
He's now seeking legal advice
hoping to find a clause.
For he doesn't want to be rear ended
by a randy old Santa Claus.
Do you have skeletons in your closet
I have a few in mine …
They jingle, jangle, jingle
~ a frame for my composite
Jingle jangle jungle jee
Words make me laugh so merrily
Jingle bells and rat cat sells
Jingle jangle jungle jee
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.....HO-HO-HO
..snow-snow-snow
A star shining bright
Welcome wise Magi
Santa brings goodies
A pot bellied laughter
A baby in the manger
Foxes. Reindeer. Bells
........Sox. Mittens..
....................Warm embrace
...............Jingle bells all the way
...............Huddles laughters joys
................Santa comes on sleigh
................A glistening white sheet
.................Covered my playground
.................Frozen are all fruits trees
..................I have a bright one home
..................Keeping my little cat busy
..................Laden with sparkling goodies
.............................Fun n Foodies
..............Time for
.......Joys celebrations
....Family friends cousins
...Sharing cakes n cuddles
..Sleigh tracks are covered
..For It has snowed all night
..Making Merry Being Happy
.How cold growing up would be..
Without these Christmas glories
.............Merry Xmas
...................To All
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~ from Amitabh
Single cell, single cell, single cell lock
Single cells king and single cells bring
Throwin' and blowin' few pushers of some
Now the single chop has begun
Single cell, single cell, single cell lock
Single cells mime is a single cells crime
Family Charles Manson Electrical Chair
With the Folgers there
What a bright time, gettin' brighter time
To light them right away
Single cell time is a swell time
To go die-in' in a gun force play
Pretty-up Twinkie source, beefed up you cheat
Tinkle on all the locks
Fixed and single and sweet in defeat
That's the single cell mock
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