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Details | Light Poetry |

The First Gift Of Christmas Was Love

.The first gift of Christmas was love It was bestowed from above It was given to all to both rich and poor to those who are strong or who can easily fall To coloured and white To the ones less smart or those who are bright to muslims and catholics buddhists and protestants To believers and atheists To the young and the old To all humankind. The first gift of christmas was love It was bestowed from above To those who show compassion Forgiveness and their care To those who receive blessings and know the way to share To those who look at others with the eyes of a child and to those who make a space for our little Jesus Christ The first gift of Christmas was love It was bestowed from above May We all search deeper Of this gift be a keeper May this love transmits joy that kind of joy that lasts That joy that lit up faces and our heart embraces That joy that comes to visit and then remains with us Happy Christmas to all my sweet friends and your families love you all Charma.

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |

The Hourglass of Time

As I contemplate life
Through thick lenses glasses of the whiskey bottle
Is there life?
What is life, what is the lie, or even the truth?
Or is there only the journey to darkness
If so, why not buy a first class ticket
To the black hole of the universe
There in death, I can sit
In peace
Dreaming of the rebirth of atoms and molecules

Then, I ponder some more
I remember years ago
Holding a soda pop bottle
I just couldn’t discard
Somehow I was happy
He was my invisible friend
We sure had adventures
Nighttime I was safe
He would guard the window
Be would both gaze at the stars
I would talk and he sure knew how to listen
These memories bring me smiles even now

Is the universe that strange?
Are we all related so, objects, minds and souls?
All I know, is maybe I better stick around
Have a soda
Savoring my youthful days
When all my friends came around to play
Yelling Ricky, come on out, it’s a beautiful day!
Baseball was always fun back then
I always had my soda pop bottle in my bag
Surrounded by friends and so so content

As I contemplate life
I am somewhat amazed
That the ghost from the Christmas past
Is no illusions after all
Chains be dammed, I am set free
I awake with a new vigor
To a new year

Notes: First I recommend to read Orange Crush The adventures of Soda Pop by Richard Lamoureux, all of them are a series. So, I added my dark side, and a wee bit of Charles Dickens at the end, as he like Richard used to write stores in series like this. I thought it unique to combine these 3 ideas in one!

I took the character of Ricky, aged him, and had him look back in time!

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

A Christmas Snow

Follow me and walk down an avenue of Firs To my Log Cabin you'll view, I'm sure you'll concur Overlooking Loch Ness, look in the fields you'll see A herd of beautiful Reindeer roaming so free But it's when you look around, my world glistens It started by walking to here, footsteps to listen Crunching, crunching, crunching, white virgin snow Where here it's normally dark, now it's all aglow As we turn the corner many colours in radiate Glistening amidst the white kaleidoscopic drape Then to the cabin we view, lanterns of every colour Hanging in joyful sway never outdoing each other As we draw nearer through the arched window I see So beautiful in adorn, a most lovely Christmas Tree Through the door we enter, Sleigh Bells in the Snow It's at this time of year, so many many smiles show .

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |


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."

Copyright © Madison Caldwell | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

The Christmas Spirit

The Christmas Spirit

All year long a lot of excitement,
surprising developments . . . 
up’s and down’s
fear, anxiety, conflicts, sadness
all over the world—
and given this . . . 
where now shall the
Christmas Spirit come from?

Remember also . . .
the year of your friends and family—
situations when you met your friends
with laughter and joy,
while living and always treasuring family values 
at home with true love, feelings, and caresses. 
That soft and caring embrace
in the morning . . . 
before going to school or work;
that kiss and hug in the evening
when you’re finally coming home.

And, this is where the “Spirit of Christmas”
comes from . . .
it comes from deep within your heart,
where it meets every heart around you,
where it touches the depth of your humanity,
and a soft whisper comes from there too . . .
“Merry Christmas!”
Gary Bateman and Ingrid Krukenberg-Bateman
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 18, 2016 (Free Verse)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

Winter to Spring

   He shivers as he steps on the porch,
The sharp icy air gives a certain scorch.
   As he steps out from the arbors protection,
out to where there is no affection.
   A month or so later,
 the boy feels oh so much greater.
  The sun shining down,
where there is no such thing as a frown.
   But now there is a long process to get from season to season,
and you get tired of Winter's cold and sharp treason.
   So as we walk through the steps, enjoy the end of Winter's blast,
just as you did when it began and you said "At last!"
   As Winter comes joy fills the world,
as snowballs get thrown and hurled.
   The cheer, the bliss begins with a snow,
however you come to remember and know,
 that Winter lugs on and on until Spring.
   Though not very easy,
we must try to enjoy the breezy and sneezy.
   So as the snow melts into the dirt underneath,
people will put away festive décor, trees, and a wreath.
   People then change from heavy bundles of clothes,
and on to short sleeves is where the style arose.
   The used-to-be snowflakes turn now to dandelion seeds,
flying to and fro, and landing where it needs.
   A pleasing fragrant of Honeysuckle, Jasmine,
awhile bumble bees come flying, trying to get in.
   Low and behold Spring is in,
while once a year it begins again.

Copyright © savannah feeler | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Talented Retirement

To live a talented retiremant,
i dreamed of a normal retirement,
Meeting classmates again coincidently
Getting together for a cup of tea or coffee,,
To be with the church,
When I retired that all began,
A storytale retirement,
I did participate and did things,
 I have never done before,
I wrote two books, "Living with God",
The next good book"The Sounds of Christmas",
My poems were well-liked by the seniors at the residence,
I gave them as christmas presents one year
Blessing my relatives and friends,
I was featured at the Open House as a guest poet.
They praised my accomplishments,
We had a lovely reunion with my relatives,
The sound of music came honestly,
I taught myself as a teacher to play many songs,
A friend came up to me and said, 
That they would like me to play for the birthdays,
I played the piano for the birthdays and socials,
Previously I had sung with the choir,
I participated in bazaars,
A well-respected poet and pianist,
I said to myself, perhaps I have practiced all my life ,
Just to be featured today as a senior today,
I met a future mayor of our city and a bishop of our church,
I had friends that were ministers and lunched,
I thank God for the many accomplishments and blessings,
We have a beautiful conservation area nearby,
Many hikes and lovely walks guested with relatives and friends,
A retirement that is blessed by the Lord,
To have been blessed to share my retirement with my father and relatives,
To have discovered my favorite miracle singer,
These are the many blessings of God and I am truly thankful.

Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz

Copyright © Gwen von Erlach Schutz | Year Posted 2015

Details | Dramatic Verse |

Family Grief Family Happiness

   Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
    My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
        My Mother caring about all five in different ways
      Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays 
     My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
      Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John. 
       music  a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !

     Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
          The music  takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "    
      My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
                 My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
        feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food               
       the yelling , slamming of doors ,  tempers Flare , passion 
         Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
        After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
         Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?

       Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee  
                 No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
          the  Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .  
        Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
             Excited in Chicago !  seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
        Cubs ,  museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
       Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
             Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `  
        Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones , 
          scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
           ~ That is the Family I Love ,
                     that is the Family I choose to miss ~    

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |


I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |

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.

But why?

It symbolizes all my struggle 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 it's encouragement.

Nature communicates with us in many ways.

Not with words, 
But with a single leaf out of a tree.

Copyright © Anthony Scandrick II | Year Posted 2012

Details | Kyrielle |

So many candles to see the light

Like joyous green of summer, my heart is singing filled
With you, while winter`s white is witness of good willed;
The glass works and the hot red wine spreading light:
Comforting carols “Silent Night” or “Brad Frumos”. 

Comforting thoughts of good like good miners,
And cakes a lot with names of saints and sinners
Looking the heart of sweet cherries strudel under the sight

Of mother humming “Silent Night” or “Brad Frumos”.

Smoldering embers and feeling like hot chocolate 
With scent of incense offered to every Christian mate
Under the new temptation of good and hope of right
Teaching of church on “Silent Night”,under “Brad Frumos”

The sacrifice of the pig, a ritual Symphony in red,
At the other side of modal logic, with wine and bread
And slaughtered pig and soured soups that might  
Be prepared and savored on "Silent Night" ,near “Brad Frumos”

The aromatic smoke ascending, and dancing heavenly
Like our attempt to preserve and conserve not only
The clay and flash creature but also the inner light 

And so many candles to see the Light on “Silent Night”...

Copyright © Ovidiu Bocsa | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

Christmas Time- The Free Flow Style

~Christmas  Time~
( Free Flow  Style )

Another year it's now here to end
As the new one quickly descends
Christmas Time is with us again
Celebrate it with family and friends

Be the best in all that you can be
With family and friends spend time well
Show people you love that for them you care
This is the time of the year that with love you can tell

Love God our Creator and Jesus Christ our  Saviour
Help your neighbors,the homeless, the sick and the poor
Forgive and love  all your enemies,
Give hope to people that have nothing to show for

Be loving, compassionate, caring and kind,
Respect all those people that you meet in your way
No matter what the color of their skin, religion or station,
Show them that with love, life can be sweeter any day

Don't do anything  in a moment rash,
But always love and respect yourself first too
Please don't  drink and drive,
Make it for you and others better, and not worst.

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000


Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

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 | Shape |

Oh Christmas Tree - The Tree Of Life Style

~Oh Christmas Tree~ (Tree of Life) Oh Wondrous Christmas tree! So full of light Up there shining high. Love watching you all time Lighting up all the street,room. Happy faces glowing all around. During Christmas season you bring cheer Jesus is the reason for this season. As we celebrate that Jesus Christ was born, With pretty decorations and beautiful lights. Oh Christmas tree,you are a lovely sight to behold! So beautiful So colorful Bringing smiles With a bright star Gladdening hearts For the King came. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2010
November.22.2015 ~Author's Notes: " The Tree of Life" is a poetry style created by Christina R.Jussaume.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |

The Secret of Christmas ALSO see Blog same title

The Secret of Christmas

Who could not wish for Christmas?
For I have been witness with my own eyes
I have felt the humanity and joy raining from the skies
I have traveled back in time, long ago
Into a Maronite church
Listening to the language of Jesus
As the choir sings
Children romp and play
I see man with arms outstretched in humble prayer
Time travel is possible, back to the future of peace

I hear many voices proclaim all that Christmas is NOT
They are all wrong
When you focus on the nots
You see not what is
What is, is love
However expressed
However given
Heavenly peace is felt in the soul
Every single human should feel this joy
Even with a humble messenger of love
Listen first the message

The message you say?
The savior is in us all
Listen to the beating of your own heart
Follow any path you choose
As long as you see the light
The universe will shine bright
The beauty inside of you
Should you open it to the world
Is gods gift
To one and all

Merry Christmas

Hallelujah- Lindsey Stirling

Katherine Jenkins - Hallelujah

Katherine Jenkins - Angel

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Christmas Is Approaching - The Pantoum Style

~Christmas Is Approaching~

Christmas is approaching 
Us so fast by now 
There's rejoicing more cheer 
Hearts in Christmas glow 

Up so fast by now 
Child Jesus will be born 
Hearts in Christmas glow 
All with His love trueborn 

Child Jesus will be born 
He brings only peace, love 
All with His love trueborn 
With good tidings from 'bove 

Christmas nearly here 
There's rejoicing more cheer 
For He's the reason 
Christmas is approaching. 

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000


~Author's  Notes:

The  " Pantoum" is  a  French  poetry form or style. 

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Couplet |


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 | Year Posted 2013

Details | Blank verse |

Silent Night

Amidst their sheep and tranquil calm,
shepherds huddle this silent night.
A hallowed star shines so bright that
its brilliance dominates the sky.
Shepherds huddle this silent night,
their eyes drawn to a striking star.
And low and behold, it's moving,
towards the town of Bethlehem.

A hallowed star shines so bright that
they’re compelled to follow it.
And it leads them to a manger,
where a new born babe bathes in light.

Its brilliance dominates the sky,
and man and beast fall to their knees.
For this place, is a holy place,
where Jesus our Savor was born.	

Written Dec.1, 2015 for “Christmas Carols - Poetry Contest”.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

A Very Merry Christmas To You - The Free Style

~A Very Merry Christmas To You~ 
(Free Style)

Christmas is so much fun, is a very special time
To spend time with family and also good  friends
Happy that you can be here with me today
I just wish you the best Very Merry Christmas ever

The Christmas Tree looks so cheery and great
Decorations just glow happily, all around
Lights that fill whole rooms, with so much warmth
Love, peace, dreams, and hopes spread all around

Boxes and packages done with so much love
Waiting  all to be open by loving hands  
I just wish you the best Very Merry Christmas ever
And the best every day of the New Year too.

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000


Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Christmas Comes With Love - The Tanka Style

~Christmas Comes With Love~ (Tanka Suite) I bought this for you And want you to know today How much I love you It's given with all my heart Celebrate Jesus we do Christmas can be fun Make best of the time we got After all is done We can sing and dance a lot Excitement in all just shown Some snow starts to fall Christmas trees glistens with lights By now fall is gone Stars shine shimmering the nights Folks shop crowding all the malls Children laugh playing Outside while snowman building Hang ornaments on tree Lots of smiles Jesus is the key Children happy when toys see. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 December.17.2016
~Author's Notes: The "Tanka" is a classic form of Japanese poetry and is related to the Haiku. Wishing you a Very Merry Christmas And Very Happy New Year!

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Christmas Is A Joyful Time - The Hotan N' The Tree Style

~Christmas Is A Joyful Time~ ( The Hotan /The Tree Styles) Children with glee smile And impatiently await Christmas day which is around They can't wait For this day to come Toys to get Children are happy Outside beautiful snow falls Christmas time of joy.
Shout With glee Be happy Christmas day's near When Jesus was born Time to share and rejoice Spread love and peace more on earth And good will to just each and all S H O U T WITH GLEE Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2010
December.01.2016 ~Authors note: " The Hotan" is a japanese style. "The Tree" is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000. This poem was done in both forms but separately. First stanza is in the Hotan and the second one (last) below, it was written in my Tree form:))

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Haibun |

Wrote A Note To Santa

The day drags its feet, despite my efforts to speed up its pace. I got up late, so that I could sleep away the morning hours, aiming for a shorter day. Yet it’s only half past ten and I’ve already eaten breakfast and put my dishes in the sink. Glaring at the clock for the umpteenth time, doesn’t help, it just keeps on ticking away; yet I swear that it hasn’t budged since the last time I looked. I already tidied up my room, and picked up last years toys. And I’ve even put some milk and cookies out, hung my stocking up over the fireplace and wrote a note to Santa; yet it’s only noon, now what? What am I going to do for the next eight hours? Why does it always take forever for sleep to come, when Christmas day is the next day?

Cloudy skies explode in puffs of snowy flakes, 
Harbingers of excitement and sweet sugar cakes. 
Ringing bells peal and chime, blessing Jesus’s birthday, 
Icicles hang from the trees in ornate display. 
Santa and his reindeer are coming out tonight 
To deliver gifts to each girl and boy's delight. 
Mommies and daddies are all smiles and hugs of love,
As youngsters eagerly search the skies above. 
Soon night yields to dreams of elves and a flying sleigh,

Drowsy eyes sent to bed to wait the break of day. 
All the months of waiting will soon be at an end, 
Yuletide spirits fill their hearts as fun and faith blend.

One paragraph of prose, followed by a rhyming couplet first letter Acrostic poem, spelling out “Christmas Day”.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Merry Christmas To You - The Monchielle Style

~Merry Christmas To You~ (Monchielle) It's Christmas time again Time to rejoice and cheer Share with family friends Think of Christ the Savior Pray good will for all men It's Christmas time again Think of Jesus Christ more Cherish Lord's offerings Christmas is time to give Enjoy all His blessings It's Christmas time again Think of less fortunate Christ brings comfort to souls Share all His salvation Celebrate Saviors role It's Christmas time again Share with others His love Smile and be good cheer Show caring all the way Be glad Christmas is here. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014
December.05.2016 ~Author's Notes: The Monchielle is a poetry form or style that was created by Jim T. Henriksen.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Acrostic |

Christmas Magic

Christmas is a magical time of year
happy faces break into smiles of joy
reveling in celebration and cheer.
In the malls kids ask Santa for a toy
swearing they've been exceptionally good
though parents believe they can do better.
Mindful to check his list twice, as he should
and donning an ugly Christmas sweater
Santa is anxious to get under way.
Magic reindeer fly high above the ground 
alighting on rooftops with Santa's sleigh
gliding from house to house without a sound.  
In the hearts of the children fast asleep  
Christ’s birthday’s one tradition they'll keep.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku |

Christmas Day

Christmas Day 

Sweet past memory,
This Christmas is heavenly,
Future shines with hopes !

Haiku -5/7/5
Written January 7th, 2015
For contest " Christmas- past, present and future " by Kelly Deschler 

Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Fairy Tale Christmas Dream

I am 
just thinking of you fondly 
Hoping I bring a smile warmed inside 

It is windy I must admit to you 
who bring the sunshine love
Being honest I dream of cuddling up to you

Trying to visualise a feeling 
each time I see you 
my heart stops as you enter

Breathtaking beautiful lights up
I love holding your hands 
I feel they fit with mines perfect

When I look upon your smile 
light of One in a thousand angels 
holding a breathless moment 

Center stage spotlighting
Just In that single second 
my love for you is sealed

Kissed By the beauty 
of having you sweet Cinderalla 
holding the glass slipper in my life

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Make A Joyful Noise - The Snowflakes Style

~Make a Joyful Noise~ (Snowflakes) Snow Falling Soft to the ground As the children just play Making snowman As they Laugh It's A nice Winter day And hearts aglow With cheerful And happy Songs Christ The child Was born on This Christmas day Rejoice that The King Came. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2010
November.21.2016 ~Author's Notes: The "Snowflakes" is a poetry form or style created by Erich J. Goller.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |


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

Copyright © Smail Poems | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Merry Christmas To You - The Lucky Fours Style

~ Merry Christmas To You! ~ (The Lucky Four) Christmas is A beautiful time of the year When we celebrate that Christ was born There is joy Christmas trees are seen everywhere And people go shopping To the mall Shops display All kind of decorations, toys For all good girls and boys Santa smiles There is joy And outside is starting to snow Children make a snowman They have fun There is cheer You can see people smiling too They're having a good time Christmas here. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014
December.18.2016 ~Author's Notes: " The Lucky Fours" is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000, on December,21,2010.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

All the feasts will sing

All the feasts will sing

Let us dance

Let us sing

Let us celebrate

The whole world will dance

The whole world will sing

The whole world will celebrate

Even the feasts will sing
Will dance
Will celebrate

The Prophet's Birthday
Mother's Day
Labor Day
Valentine's Day

All the feasts will sing

All the feasts will dance

All the feasts will celebrate

All the feasts will say

Life is beautiful

Life is a short dream

Let us enjoy it.

Copyright © Naji Almurisi | Year Posted 2013