Marriage December Poems

chill days slowly danced
winter's hues changed tree's leaves shed
gift to my husband
and I on Christmas we wed
welcoming new beginnings

12/14/2022


A December Memento Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea...

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December's chill thawed on that, our first date,
When fingers entwined and brightened my fate:
Two hands, my coat pocket,
I soared like a rocket--
Forty years on, she's...

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in North of India, in month of December,
around the warth of fire, we would all gather,
a bonfire of sticks lit outside in the open,
dancing of...

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Sole (and soul) brother waves magic wand (poof)...,
and eldest sister absolved of guilt once and for all

Be happy don't worry
understood how thee feel sorry
for never...

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Remember,
My Dearest,
December.

On my birthday we met,
The fifth day of the month,
I shall never forget
That awesome occasion--
Your breathless expression,
With winsome persuasion.

A week later, first date, I...

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Many years ago this very day
An angel celebrated her birth
She had come to see me once in a dream
But I knew not her existence on...

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Amélie Beth Harris-McGeehan

December first 2020 equals
thee above named sibling
whereby she completed
LXIII earth orbits around the sun
therefore incumbent upon me
(cuz yours truly to wish happy birthday

at...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to...

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Back in the Box

Empty packages, 
lots of paper, 
refolded for another year. 
Saved, again and again, 
generation after generation. 
Traditions, 
slowly getting too old, 
falling...

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One More Delivery

Please wait at the door. 
I told the man holding the package. 
He smiled, 
not unkindly, 
but as patiently as one might expect,...

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The Winter Hours

Cold is not my friend. 
It loves me, 
but it is not…
a mutual affair. 
Slowly, artfully, cruelly, 
my joints begin to freeze up....

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The Snow Falls

Softly my love, 
I watch every flake,
come slowly from no where, 
outside my vision, 
beyond the window boundaries,
magical…even whimsical…
the white soft “above”, 
to...

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Wrapping Paper

Every color I have bought,  
red, green and gold. 
There is blue like the heavens, 
white like pure snow, 
they both glitter and...

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Snow Angels 

We laid in the deep snow, 
powder white, like “new” can only be. 
It was fun for you, it was fun for me....

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