Crèche Poems - Poems about Crèche

...A special place in hell The devil sits upon his throne In the fiery pits of hell He casts his eye over his special place While he beats an ominous bell. Surrounded by pure evil In a wicked wi......

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...Mistletoe and Christmas go hand in hand The mistletoe and its beautiful cherries Christmas carols and bells, bright stars and pine trees With light snowfall can create a winter wonderland. What......

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...It’s Christmas Eve and we will travel a long way on a cold night thinking of the twinkling lights, the golden bulbs, the heirloom crèche, the smell of sweets and spice. A hardy greeting at the d......

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...Like a shaft I fly, a beam of glorious luminance, I travel right into your bedroom at the break of dawn. "Wake up my friend, my brothers are coming to illuminate your day." Minute follow......

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...Out of my be jeweled gown, A well-tailored dark brown, I smugly lie down, My brow releasing from its academic frown… Now, I’m a package on a fluffy bed sheet, Any flesh would hurriedly greet, ......

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...Age can never erase memories of yore, For there's an old but lovely song still rambling In my head as I love to go a wandering Along the vales or up the mountain sides, Fetching flora, photograph......

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..." No child should feel uncared, unloved, thrown away" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There was a time when mothers were not working Mother would be with kids taking care,......

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...A sliver of silver was discreetly hidden deep in strange woods Not found for century after century, compounding herself Dropping coin babies into a hidden crèche in light of moon. Waiting for the ......

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...On cloud-pressed evenings you hear them being delivered when the choral earth is soft and swelling. A creaking growth a crèche of mycelia confined in dark dilations. Toge......

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...Mist in the distance, heart quickens to gooseflesh Whisky Jacks perch silent, they've seen me before Brother Wolf has been by, his scat is still fresh Ancient eyes follow me, née jinn shapes of lo......

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... Viewing a crèche on the fireplace mantel, flames below kissing the air leave shadow-play that brings the figures to life. Jesus smiles at me and a donkey lies down beside the mangered ch......

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...On duty, don’t fall asleep Lest your future should weep As faith fervor you fail to keep Indulging concerns of flesh in your crèche But faith fervor refresh For faith flame to fly afresh No......

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...My love crèche refreshes the niche Where stacks of bliss Vie to dish Out the kind of love fleece That my love nourishes and brandishes Clear avenues Where sorrow finishes Blues disseminated ......

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...Circling and spying over aching heads Vultures swoon and pick the flesh Spotted from sunken skies on beds Where distended bellies in a crèche Bellies moan and groan Under attack by bevies of v......

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...* ** ************** ******************** large bulbs squeeze into every inch of little tree gold, green, red baubles when plugged in incites big smiles alongside the baby’s crèche......

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