Best Mas Poems
He became what we are-
so we could be His kin
He became what we are-
to ransom us from sin
He became what we are-
to make us what He is
needles dropping from the tree
a piercing memory
On the 12th day of kiss-mass my true love sent to me
12 dirty undies
11 socks a stinking
10 shoes a humming
9 shirts for pressing
8 trousers
7 days of take-out boxes
6 flagons of beer
5 D V D's
4 mischievous children
3 dozen wine bottles
2 ex partners
and an engagement ring under the tree
Even Devils couldn’t tempt or soothe as sex and wealth they offer me.
These things are meager swings of mood – its witches' tools I want for me!
Henbane, hemlock, liverwort,
the left foot of a crow,
Saturn’s fumes and sulfur dust,
an image of my foe.
The withered pose of petal rose and Vervain’s vile tea,
the spider’s leg and lizard’s tail with deadly nightshade seed;
such salts and stones and baby’s bones,
bloodroot, bat, and bee.
These little things the Devil brings
are all I want for me!
burlesque
What is Xmas all about? a concoction of thoughts...
Xmas is the winter holiday, memories ersatz.
Enjoy trimming your tree; bake all those yummy smells.
Take the kids on a snow sled complete with real sleigh bells
Tell the stories of Santa Claus and how Rudolph reigns,
Build a winter fairy land with miles of paper chains.
Sing of Frosty the Snowman along with Jingle Bells
Explain toys made by elves way up north where Santa dwells.
What is Xmas all about? a concoction of thoughts...
Xmas is the winter holiday, memories ersatz.
*ersatz -- “imitation or a substitute for something of superior quality”
written December 12, 2016
Sponsor Constance La France
Contest Name ''X'' Contest, New or Old
Christ’s mas Day
Of wonder
A day of Light
Christ’s mas Day
Of ubiquitous joy
A day so very Bright
What is my
Wish for Christ’s mas
Good will
All men
Women and children
What is my
Second wish for Christ’s mas
Peace on
Earth
All nations
Christ’s mas Day
A day in honor of the
Birth of the baby Jesus
A day of celebration
Christ’s mas Eve
A day before giving birth
The Blessed Mother
A day of The Father’s
Atonement and Revelation
What is my
Third wish for Christ’s mas Day
God bless us all
Everyone
A once a year nightmare
A time of cheer
A debt riddled fantasy
Of which we cant stay clear
The gift list keeps increasing
The ability to pay for everything decreasing
The rush to overspend exhausting
Does Xmas need postponing?
Arms and legs are aching
Wallets are shrieking
Shoppers are grumbling
Store shelves are emptying
Who will do all this wrapping ?
Anxiety levels keep rising
You wonder if you bought everything
The turkey still needs ordering
The family list still needs negotiating
The is no time for sleeping
With all this worrying
Will they appreciate all your planning?
You wish you were on a beach sunbathing
Sipping rum and chilling
All you want is time to rest
But there is so much you haven't done yet
Will Santa be upset
If you haven't done your best ?
You hope you receive an expensive gift
Fingers crossed
You might just get that special something
You have been hinting daily
So you hope they have been listening
Xmas is after all about receiving after giving
What will you do if Santa is not forthcoming?
The time for carol singing is approaching
Your voice as usual needs tuning
This year you hope to do more than mumbling
As usual the vicar will come visiting
Demanding you come listen
To him preaching that Xmas is
Not about gift giving
You wonder on which planet
He has been living
How much more of this will you be taking?
The church bells will start ringing
For it is the season for celebrating
Hopefully snow will start falling
On Xmas day morning
A day you are dreading
Will someone help[ reduce your worrying?
It is not all bad
It is after all a one day affair
Just hope all goes well
And enjoy your time
With those you hold dear
Thank god and Santa for everything
Despite all the over spending
too much trabajo tomorrow
too much tequila today
a spec of mota in la morning
will make me gusta okay
mas tequila
My queen, dip your quill in blood and write me a Sonnet on this Christmas night
Santuary where there’re wilted rose buds; sit tell me a story of the demonic acolyte
Paint me a poetic picture in my mind’s eye, so the images make love to my brain
Obscure words I begin to identify encompass me like a raging hurricane!
Entice me with your verse and take my mind away this Christmas night.
Spiritual hell in this cell, is my curse and only you can feed my ravenous appetite
Descendant of Mr. Poe, you emerge from the shadow of death.
Abstract words setting my being aglow; taking my very breath!
Recite, “The Raven” to quick start my heart, to fill up the pages of my writing pad.
Keys open the door to my haven, in which lies Edgar Allen Poe, my granddad!
Xrays show a heart as black as coal
Macabre of poetic art corrupting my very soul!
Acrostic ode to Ms Poe on this eerie Christmas Night!
Santa can’t stomach her dark mode, for under the mistletoe lies the demonic acolyte!!
From time long ago. To studies of tomorrow. Night with ambiance.
Colors of roses,
Bliss of cherries.
The carolling bells,
Smiling candles.
Herd heroes excited,
Sombre flowers lighted!
Snow angels flying,
Silky stars shaking!
Heavenly love,
Bloom at night !!
Some special seasons seem sad
oh-so solemn
Others -- sallow, slow, even silly
But X-mas season 'tis to savor
soothing, silky, serene
sending us soaring skyward
with its satiny, snowy scenes
December 16, 2020
Alliteration Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
I watch the calm water ebb and flow
Like time trickling at my naked, tired feet
I feel the passing of things I know
And my heart is bereft with love's defeat
You felt the tug of the wind and left me
Before I was willing to let you go
And there is only a brown stain to show
An empty carpet gaping up at me.
Mikhail, again and again I dream
If only I had done this, or that way
Think, or day light gave me just a gleam
Of your fate that I could cause disarray
To whatever purpose made this divide
And made a father suddenly so gray
And dim the light of hope's forever day
While sorrow ebbs and flows with gall and tide
My son, my son, deaf the ears of life
And mute eternity when now I call
How sharp in me turn and turn the knife
How helplessly a young fruit may fall
And leave a barren tree, or gnarled my heart
Most of all, with all your rich prospects gone
Nor any to replace you, my dark dawn
Begets the thorn and life just falls apart.
So the little scholar is no more
My science genius, my business star
No longer races me to the shore
Or play here, or write the healing of scar
And shame against a race most noble name
Like morning mist vanishes with the sun
Or grass or flower when their time is done
So went you from me, and I'm not the same.
Your heart was my heart and we were one
You were my only castle against the cold
Your dream was my dream, you were my son
The giver of mirth to the fractured fold
You made the world believe, and love endure
What right that death should take a life so young
Or fate keep silence now with barren tongue
Or we no better than leaves I stand among?
Did God breathe breath in dust just for this
That I once born forever dies, and dead
Cancel his purpose, do we exist
Like a game played, like a bright dream fled
Which neither reason nor scheme can recall
And like the leaves that shrine my dusty feet
Forget you only when I rot complete
Or must we pass before to hear his call?
Death is so vulgar, death is so rude
Death is so brutal and parting us vile
To dare on our sweetest times intrude
And make us common mulch in common soil
Even my boy, my pride, my joy aflame
The one at trumpet blow I wait to see
Death took you, and nothing shall comfort me
Except to hear the angel call your name.
In captured moonbeams. Energy wakened wonders. Light colorful dreams.
Your the devil in a dress;
stickly sweet sin.
I love the sound of your voice, the light feeling i get.
Your a rush, just like a drug, racing threw my veins.
I get high, oh so very high. I swear i could fly!
But your pain fills me like a syringe; feeling my chest with
blackness and turning my heart to ash.
I am nothing more , nothing less. I am so lost within you. How can i find my
way out?