Miracle December Poems

somewhere far away
in the middle of vast trees
under polar lights

winter starts to show
the dark face but with light eyes
~snowflakes falling down~

someone in Lapland
is preparing a...

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Mascara smudged – through the tears
I see the rumbling truth being preached
By silent prayers, gentling peace…

Doubting the whispers of yesterday’s dream,
I fall to my knees,...

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Days counting down to the Christmas holiday.
Every year it's the same old work and plays
Campaign for the family to come and stay 
Everyone will be...

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Is it Hanukkah 
Or Chanukah 
Both are correct
It depends if you use the Latin or Hebrew dialect 

Regardless of what you say
The meaning is the...

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A December Prayer
By Miracle Man
December 14, 2021

Lord, help me, to engage others with soundness,
being the kind of witness you'd have me be.
Let me be seen...

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Just a poetic (souper) side note courtesy chief
wordsmith brother unaware ye experienced grief
diagnosed as walking pneumonia please bull lief
yours me, he doth care and breathes...

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Energy changing and connecting
as the Winter Solstice thinned the collective
The earth is one with all who is projecting
with remnants of the solar eclipse reflective
traveling into...

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Deft "star student" and beloved dynamic daughter upon her twenty fourth birthday

I suppose... see:)?

twas approximately early/mid March
nineteen ninety six begat your fate
obstetrics and gynecology specialist(s)
signalled...

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December 5th 2020 
By: Miracle Man

Today, 
I sit, drowning in memories of elapsed time.
Time spent in other places,
reviewing vague and unnamed faces.

Remembering times when I...

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December 5th 1938
Written: by Miracle Man
December 5th 2020

So many things I can no longer do,
The sun rises daily on my annoying pain.
God has blessed me...

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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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December Twenty-Seventh 2016
(My journey began)
Written: by Miracle Man
                 ...

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December 2019
Written: by Miracle Man
12-26-2019

December, for me, is a month of bad memories,
But self worth has survived, once more, course emery’s.
My holidays are depressing not...

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