Best Mangers Poems

CHRISTMAS - Santa Versus Jesus
 
The 25th of December is the day of Christmas
were we all celebrate the coming of Jesus
yet we represent that day with a roly poly little man
called Santa Claus, why do we do this ?
why is Sant Claus sitting in department...

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Frosty sky
Lush local wood, chopped
Evergreen
Fragrant pine
Fills our home with holidays
Guiding star on top

Spiced cider
Peppermint cocoa
Gingerbread
Garlands, wreaths
Holly berries sprinkle red
Festive door greetings

Mom's carols
Of babes in mangers
Three wise men
Journey far
Angels, shepherds, miracles
Tradition belongs

We are not
Grim cheerless police
Glad tidings
We offer
Yes, we say Merry Christmas
In more than one way

We...

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I am not my brother's keeper
or my sister's either...
they've got their own lives to live.

But if they need my help
I'll always be there for them...
they're always welcome to all that I can give.

Of course I could make conditions...
set up harsh restrictions
and make them pay right...

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When we were vultures
Living in mangers
You told me you'd love me 
Forever.
The seasons cry into each 
other. The sounds warp.
You become a constellation.
A morass of deep meaning,
Filling my lungs,
Untill I can barely breathe....

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Villanelle : Talk not of the birth of planets around distant stars 

Talk not of the birth of planets around distant stars
Nor of how déchets comets shunted life to arid earth
What’s our life worth if we live in mangers as bores

Wildly lashing oceans marked the...

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Santa Claus is merely a figment of your imagination. 
Ho! Ho! Ho! and off he goes down your chimney.
He brings shiny bright packages for your children to open.
He leaves sadness and disappointment when they don’t get what they asked for. 
He has little to do...

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I saw a brilliant star from far
away.
Descending down it stopped.
There's no way!

Somehow I knew there was a
reason why! As I looked again,
to my surprise!

There was miracle taking place!
A surreal feeling as I looked
and gazed!

The light from the star was
over a mangers stall.
As I walked toward...

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What is Christmas to you?

Oxen's stall-or-shopping mall,
Mangers with hay-or-non-working day.
Angels at night-or-tinsels and lights,
Shining star-or-credit card.

Shepherds guarding their flock-or-what can be in that shiny red box.
A gift of gold-or-gold to hold.
Peace within-or-a tie again.
Wise men on bended knee-or-having the largest Christmas tree.

Time to reflect and...

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For Dead Poets Who Yet Live

The earth swallowed you—
spitting out seeded words
 to linger like dusty books; 
pages yellowing on rotting shelves.

Like your blood,
your ink well has dried—died.

Tomorrow 
we go in search of mangers—seeking 
the resurrected word—crying out.

Old poets—at last—die; but
their words are reborn
in the...

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Christmas Cheer
(Ricks 10-36)

It’s Christmastime
Ornaments placed
The church bells chime
Shepherds kneeling in awe
Jesus sleeping in the mangers straw
Where three Wiseman came to see
This child of Galilee
That night of love
Welcome king
Angels sing 

Candles glow
Goodies baking
Hearts and faces aglow
Trimmed tree and mistletoe
Children having fun in the snow
Christmas brings such...

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Carnage creators. Crackerbreads chats. And a wide angled grinning photographer who is having appalling dreams of incorrect information is now ironed flat. Just like a pizza base. But no bassist can ever locate a pretty floral curve in the air. Especially when the expedition notes...

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On my street there are many MacMansions
Full of stuff but not many grandsons
No pets with dirty feet
Just black balance sheets
And morality they have abandoned.

These nouveau riche Ole moneyed Scrooges 
Have dinner talk of subterfuges
The poor they abhor
Not a tear on that score
No mangers please, they’ll...

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Frigoris Sereni verses Crisium Lu Atis
both combatants were hyped up
and the crowd seemed to be in it.
to the surprise of the regional promoters
who put these talents on exhibition to
show the Big City Promoters
who were on hand scouting new talents.
during the bout Sereni used a "Bonomi...

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White was the winter night covered in snow
Icicles dangled from eaves all aglow.
Nestled were nestlings of child and sparrow.
Twined was the bittersweet all-round the harrow.
Earnestly each tiny heart took a leap,
Rosy, so rosy, was each little cheek.
White was the winter, wondrous, sublime
On forest and field...

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What happens when I look at your face 
What happens when I see you smile the plans I wrote 
Are abandoned for a while 
Staying away 
From shear dismay 
You never no what life may bring 
But still I only want to hear one thing...

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