Best Manger Poems
Snowing tonight….incandescent, luminescent,
Silvery snow, whispering divine dreams..
Air misty, breeze calm, serene! Do I see the
Brilliant Star, which directed the wise men
To a stable on an evening of starry twilight ...
When the three wise magi spotted the
Brightest star in the east, their surprise,
And their exhilaration knew no bounds!
Our Lord has come to us, the star beckons,
We must follow the glowing light and find our Saviour!
Sights through my window-panes are blurred!
Rooftops getting blanketed with white
Shimmering laces! treetops beautifully
Embellished with silver ornaments,
Grasses caressed by softest drizzle of snow!
This is the night, holy night for the universe
When we welcome our Lord to illuminate
Our life! They found Him in the manger,
Divine baby and Holy Mother they prayed to,
Most precious gifts were showered on Him!
We gaze with wonder at glittering stars above,
On this magnificent Christmas Day, in every
Glistening snowflake I behold Christmas magic -
An aura of love and compassion for the needy
Envelop the world with spiritual grace and harmony!
Categories:
manger, celebration, christmas, snow,
Form:
Free verse
Machinating the manger scene
The little shepherd sat at night
and kept his sheep within his sight
he gazed up at the starry night
and saw one star was shining bright
onto a solitary manger site
inside a candle gave its light
two images appeared in sight
and in a straw crib was a child
so beautiful with manner mild
encompassed by a sandy drift
he smiled and wished to give a gift
and from a lamb its wool was sheared
with nothing else though he still cared
he rolled it into a wooly ball
a present that he would recall
he saw three figures enter near
and stayed behind to watch with care
gifts were presented with blessed intent
one had offered a pleasant scent
they bowed before them as they went
Mary, the mother saw the boy
and beckoned him to enter in
she thanked him for the little toy
I’ll remember you and the wooly ball
“Your welcome ma’am, my name is Saul”
Cool Writes and Imagination Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues
November 22, 2018
* Saul became Paul an apostle in later years
Categories:
manger, bible,
Form:
Rhyme
Manger Shadow
A shadow lurks behind the manger bed
Swaddled by indifference,
Creeping behind
Lowing cows
And
Bleating sheep,
Power without power raising up a hoary head
While in vanity dim shades attempt to weave
A gloomy thread into the scent
Of frankincense
And
Myrrh;
Endeavoring to cover ears of prophecy,
Encouraging ignorance
With busyness in crowded streets
Of travelers taxed,
Bowed down with burdens;
No Gloria’s heaven sent
As shadows pass in front of starlight
On highways straight
Deserts wild
Mountains leveled
And star-struck strangers
Asking only for directions;
Where flowers,
Blooming in the wilderness,
Lay trampled
Beneath pilgrim’s feet;
Trying to drown out
Amen
And
In Excelsis Deo
Shouted out in triumph
To wide eyes
Keeping watch
Beneath olive trees
Rather
Longing to smother a baby’s breath
With a snarl,
Rejoicing only in the anticipated silence;
To leave no room at the inn
For goodwill
Or
Shalom Eternal
Yet cower in a nightmare’s chaos,
Breath held in,
For a kingdom lost by victory
Already claimed;
Futility, the unwelcomed guest,
Birthing fury
That pounds upon the chest of truth,
Stalking the Word protected
By holiness,
Claiming dice unfairly loaded
To howl
In rage
As justice and as peace now kiss –
As swords and spears
Rise up
As plows and pruning hooks
To tend the vineyard of the King
Then sing out the great glad tidings
On a mountaintop
Where people walk out of darkness
Into light.
Categories:
manger, christmas,
Form:
Free verse
a narrative with the rhyme of Twas the Night Before Christmas)
Twas the night before Christmas, the manger's convinced,
it stands ready to cradle a Savior and Prince.
The no vacancy sign caused men's wonder and doubt,
manger's role is a pivot. God's working it out!
As we gawk, looking on well-known scene from the past
deeming inn-keeper's choice of a manger - miscast.
Though the stable was clean, men have questioned, reviled
why this ignoble place to birth God's only Child?
Host of animals set, angels' message is heard
in the Bethlehem fields causing sheep no small stir.
"Give all glory to God, there's no reason to fear,"
Lamb of God has come down; 'tis the season to cheer.
Time elapsed since the manger, a star claims the scene
in fair Bethlehem town, we find kings have convened.
The star signaled their hope in the easternmost skies
God cut short anxious Herod's deceitful disguise.
Those three gifts that kings brought were the promise and fee
this young family needed when God said to flee.
Christmas treasure? not ours. Divine worth's more complex;
God can use all those things we'd mark off with an " X ".
December 17, 2021
Eve Roper's contest on a Nativity New Poems
Categories:
manger, 11th grade, angel, animal,
Form:
Narrative
"Though passing through sad and sombre times, let us be gladdened by the joy and peace Xmas brings"- by Poet
She felt the kicks, this time more intense
A mother’s primal instinct told her thus;
‘Can travel no further, need a place
To rest and ease your birth throes’
Mary and Joseph at last spotted a manger.
Temporarily secured from imminent danger
Sheltered from the gaze of the ruminating herd,
She delivered the babe when darkness still hovered
There lay on the hay, baby Jesus haloed in glory
The one who came to script a new story
Singing with cymbals on that wintry night
His birth was announced by angels bright
“Glory to God on high and peace on earth”
Its intonations creating rising waves of mirth
The shepherds, getting that message divine,
Came in hordes to behold the face benign
They knelt down and worshipped the King of kings
While seraphs hovered around on petite angel wings
On every Xmas, His nativity is duly remembered
And in all corners of the world it is joyously celebrated
On that night the star spangled sky glowed radiant
Sending out a light- luminous and lambent
All was bright and calm that serene night
A rare tranquillity drowning every nook in delight
Waving a magic wand, he has come to reign
To liberate mankind from the bondage of sin
Across the noise and strife of today’s weary world
A festive scene of celestial joy is unfurled
The peace of Xmas, as it sifts through the air
Fills each and every heart with overwhelming cheer
Placed First in the contest
Nov. 28, 2021
“X” Contest, New or Old Poetry
Sponsor – Constance La France
Categories:
manger, angel, celebration, child,
Form:
Rhyme
The Missing Manger
The snow was whirling as they
passed the Church.
The boy, only six, asked his
mother,
"Where is the manger?"
How could she tell him what had
passed?
That the world decided Jesus was
a useless human being, alas!
The government decided it so!
That man who died on Calvary,
so very long ago, just had to go.
His name, forbidden now is
songs.
Stores forbidden to say Merry
Christmas- because His name
was in it?
How to tell him Rudolph was
perfectly alright?
But a manger was a politically
incorrect sight.
That man who died for humanity,
alas!
Replaced by a reindeer with a
flashing red nose of glass?
Her tears became icy rivulets on
her torn, sad face.
Asking herself, how did I ever let
this happen~I am a disgrace!
November 24, 2019
Categories:
manger, christmas,
Form:
Rhyme
I Bethlehem a King came forth,
His name was Jesus Christ and Lord.
Born in a stable where animals fed
No royal bed for His wee head.
The manger where the Christ Child lay
was filled with fresh sweet smelling hay.
He was the sacrificial Lamb
God in flesh, The great I Am.
Born a lowly peasents son,
this all devine and holy one.
But a cross stood waiting on a Hill,
Prophecy He must fulfill.
Born to save the sons of men,
born to die and live again.
Through Him we have a second birth
that's why the Savior came to earth .
Now in Heaven He resides
seated at His Fathers side.
Many crowns are on His head,
no straw filled manger for His bed.
No more a lowly peasents son,
this gift from God, this Holy One.
Immanuel,God with us, Immanuel, Lord Jesus,
Immanuel our Savior King, Immanuel our everything.
Immanuel our strength, our Rock
Our peace and Shepherd of the flock.
Categories:
manger, faith,
Form:
Rhyme
Beneath the twilight soars bright shooting stars, *
r a d i a n t hues in cosmic fantasy- * *
I bask in the midst of soft dreams afar, *
sun sets in the west with v i t a l i t y. * *
*
Inside the c o r e of the solar system,
I’m overwhelmed by heavens gentle view-
I start to feel the Lord's warmth and wisdom,
my eyesight stunned and my soul made a n e w.
I fall to my knees and bow down to Him,
as I b a t h e in the bliss of salvation-
I retreat and whisper an adored hymn,
breathe in r e l a x a t i o n of creation.
To earth, mother nature's beauty was no stranger-
but the FATHER birthed love in a m a n g e r.
Date Written: September 1, 2016
Categories:
manger, god,
Form:
Sonnet
to faithful compassion the Lord is no stranger,
when He birthed truth and love in a manger.
December 20, 2016
Categories:
manger, christmas,
Form:
Couplet
Brightening the manger scene is the awesome Christmas story…
Midst technology-apps, it is illumined with varied light’s iridescence
Enlivening the glorious, blissful and jovial prevalence
Of God’s love reaching down to humanity with great victory.
Quickening to life the nativity characters is computer-driven wisdom…
Animated Joseph and Mary converse with guests along peace tidings
The baby smiles, assuring Emmanuel’s presence and blessings
Banishing gloom, welcoming everyone to His heavenly kingdom.
With social media’s time machine, I visit the manger with grateful jubilation
As shepherds express hope midst global problems and crises
Devoid of materialistic greed against reality’s pretenses
Presenting their commitment to spread the good news for mankind’s salvation.
Along modern animation, the angels' praise-songs reverberate sweetly
Their "Hosannas and Hallelujas" echo with their worship
While the sheep, lambs and donkeys agree in grateful partnership
Urging guests to join with their "O come all ye, faithful" rendition triumphantly.
For its spiritual impact, the manger scene’s influence is immortal
Beyond faith’s machination, it endures forever
Declaring God as the Supreme grace-Giver and sin-Forgiver
Inviting us to trust Him and share His gift of life eternal.*
*Romans 6:23 ... The gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
November 23, 2018
2nd place, "Writing Challenge - December, 2019- I Want Christmas Poems" Sponsored by Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode; judged on 12/13/2019.
Categories:
manger, appreciation, christian, christmas, faith,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
I dreamed once a future
with Mary and her long claws
suspended from a dragon body
captive and held by force field
hidden beneath a big cowled robe
saddened by a stainless steel trough
and a baby tended by robots.
Joesph busily scanned nametags
from angels misting purifiers.
The drummer boy stood by self-playing
digital drum and keyboard
while field hands guided home cattle
with drones directed by a joystick.
The tri-satellite video capture
appeared simultaneously
on all earthling implants
and all tipped with a click and smile
but when the three kings zoomed in
from Mars on hovercraft,
everyone reposted. Alas,
it was all an eggnog induced
hallucination cured by my analyst
mind wipe. Merry Christmas Techies.
11/24/2018
Categories:
manger, angel, christmas, dream, mental
Form:
Free verse
I, was slowly passing all open farms on rail;
The chugging kept me hugging, the little one so pale,
Her cough was loud, her cold was still a mess,while in my quest did tried my
best to hide the pain, that held her chest;
Alone, a man was standing, with smells of wickedness, his blood was cold,
his tone was soar with arms and limbs that dealt, a mighty blow;
For there he was a traveling tramp forcing his might on me;
A single hand that worked for me pulled out a single strand,he then,grabbed me by the hand;
the little child her cry was loud, my world was simply fouled, hapless in may stance,watched the man flash his hand & slap by the hand.
He stole my gold, even though I being so bold;
Cried aloud, I told the crowd to catch him by his brow but, no one knew how things would go and let him pass without a no;
My world was down and in my frown, I tried to hide my plight;
For, all I done was see my kin nestle her way to the nearby inn.
While aid would come and so be done our journey back in days within;
Relief it was in disbelief that lit my heart a part, for there it came in the form of a native who was totally disbelieved. On hearing my cry he offered his tie to help my little one fly !
Categories:
manger, child, niece,
Form:
ABC
john john the story telling mouse
sat high on a toadstool house
telling the story as it was told to him
and at the children he did grin.
he started to tell the story of peter mouse
and how story telling came about.
this was the story as it was told to me
and been passed down throughout our history.
when the angels came down to bless
the child in the barn, they did not see.
a distant relative of you and me.
he was peter mouse who would
crawl into the barnyard house.
he was there putting away his goodies
at that time, and everything that night was going fine.
when entered the human couple
with all their belongings on the donkeys back.
the man human started piling up the hay
where his wife would now stay.
from his hiding place he could see
that her stomach was as big as can be.
he laid his wife down upon the hay
and to the lord he did pray.
he said: ' this is the only place
that we could find, and it's just about that time.'
soon afterwards she felt the pains
and prepared herself for what was to come
our GODS first born son.
this manchild was as beautiful as can be
and above the barn a star shone so brightly.
he saw a choir of angels come down
'and praised the child on the ground.'
then he saw the shepherd boy
and soon three kings from afar
who followed this shining star.
the angels blessed all that was within
and he felt a chill begin.
they stayed until she felt fine
then through the mountains they did climb.
peter mouse was right in back
never stopping or letting up slack.
he saw this child grow up to be a man
and preached GODS words throughout the lands.
he followed every step of the way
and witnessed all that JESUS had done
from dawn to setting sun.
JESUS had seen him many years back
and from that day forward
carried him in his pack.
he lived to be a hundred and ten years old
and told the story to all his fold.
since then its been passed on
from generation to generation
for he has been our salvation
Categories:
manger, holiday, child, wife, child,
Form:
Rhyme
out in the pasture sits a church
homemade by brothers hands and filled with dirt
given to Mother so it stops her hurt
decorated each Christmas for what's its worth
as Mother lays down the cotton skirt
out comes the angels the manger and baby Jesus without a shirt
next comes her towering soldiers buried into the dirt
holding their swords that really can hurt
strewn lights gazes upon the pasture's dirt
frozen in time like a star that shivers and quirks
Mama's eyes glistens like fireworks bursts
for all her effort and time even when she hurts
as mother kneels in front of her church
she praises baby Jesus for all he's worth
comes in from the cold and winters bursts
gathers the children as they all look at her work
and tells us the story of a Christmas birth
as we sip on hot chocolate and felt the hurt
of how Jesus died for our sins on this earth
as we wiped our tears with our night shirts
I was glad to run out and relight the candles burst
and give baby Jesus one more kiss and fix his grass skirt
Tribute To Nativity Scenes
Merry Xmas All
Love Kathy And Jenny
Categories:
manger, caregiving, childhood, dedication, devotion,
Form:
Monorhyme
The manger was empty and bare.
But that didn’t matter,
because Love would come there.
Joseph and Mary found it sufficient,
she being full with God’s own son.
Thus in that night came Love omniscient.
An angel told shepherds of the birth.
They journeyed in joy to the place
and saw that Love had come to earth.
Wise men came led by a star’s holy light.
They brought gifts, worshipped the babe,
and knew that Love was in their sight.
Thus the prophecies of centuries long past
were fulfilled in some stranger’s manger,
and Love. . .Love came to earth at last.
Categories:
manger, 12th grade, angel, bible,
Form:
Rhyme