Best Bauble Poems

I’m a Christmas bauble
I was hanging on a tree
Then I caught ‘Tinselitis’
Now no one wants to hang around with me!

For many years I was used
As a Christmas decoration
The children would stare at me
With awe and admiration

This year I became very ill
For ‘Tinselitis’ has no cure
The...

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Turkey and stuffing Xmas is coming
Plum pudding nuts and fruits
We are already starting to go loopy loops

Never mind the money or the cost
It’s time to fill up the trough

Christmas though doesn’t mean that much to me 
As I never believed in the nativity
So there is...

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Surrendered by the ebbing tides

Shards of those who passed this way,

The yielding mud deigns to confide,

Its secret things now on display.



Sifting mud, seeking connections

To touch a memory strewn asunder,

A pipe, a toy, brings forth reflections

In a mudlarks eyes, a bygone wonder.



To rescue from the clinging...

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At first I wasn't sure what I was listening to, if anything at all 
 but as I moved a little closer, sure enough she was singing 
 The Christmas branches hummed and the tinsel drummed 
 and the figurines beneath the tree gave sighs...

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Fallen to the frail
inside eggshells
tap tap tap
with a stream of liquid life
ebbing brightly
shining down the drain
dried to paper width
and still held round in palms
lighter than a baby bird
and more fragile.
In time, this marvel
will be painted opaque pearl.
A hollow will be made
a hinge
a door
delicately cut with...

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 The bauble caught my reflection
Upon closer inspection
Face all distorted
I must get this sorted
Poured a beer in self abjection...

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'Twas the night before Christmas quite a long time ago
 I was nestled snugly in bed with my brother Joe
The stockings were hung neatly on our footboard rails
While we dreamt visions of Barbie’s Dollhouse and Motor Maniac trails

Mom and Dad to make it our special...

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