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"Jesus Born in a lowly stable, a symbol of forsakenness became the redeemer of the whole world. It doesn't count how poor has been our birth. What matters is who we finally are or what we become"- By Poet
On a bleak and frosty night
Vexed and weary two travelers rode
Along the pathways-craggy and ragged
From Nazareth, trudging miles on end
Full pregnant, was she with child
Mary -the Virgin, suffused with Spirit Holy
Divinely ordained to bear the Godly Prince
Conceived before, she had known her spouse.
Abiding in Heaven’s Providence n’ care
They had rode past miles behind
Far too fatigued by the trip
Mary, now badly needed a place to rest.
Heading towards the blinking lights
Not far from the city’s guarded gate
Joseph sighted a tavern-small
Perched high on a tiny hill
A sense of relief beamed past
They have come at last to the journey’s end
Finally found a place to rest!
An interim home away from home
Tethering the donkey outside the gate
Joseph helped Mary alight the brute
In eager search, he hurried inside
With Mary, following with faltering steps.
But the couple, to their dismay found
Within the tavern, room, there was none
For many a man had gathered round
To halt there on that freezing night
Sundry folk from surrounding lands
Had reached Bethlehem for the yearly census
Tradesmen selling clothes and cheese
Nomads of varying clans and clime
Petulant camels, braying donkeys
The place was littered with man and beast.
The tavern small, so packed to full
Had no more space to harbor the crowd
Mary and Joseph, though dejected,
Were encamped within a manger- warm
With tender concern, Joseph joked,
To ease the strain on Mary’s face
“Gaze upon this palace of gold
Where a son shall soon be born to us”!
Mary smiled a gentle smile,
Humored by her husband’s jest
Under the gaze of tethered hosts
In veiled privacy of the midnight gloom
She gave birth to a radiant child,
The great Redeemer to all Mankind
The star studded sky suddenly glowed
With a rare brilliance never beheld
And a celestial voice trailed along
Delivering ‘tidings of joy’ to the globe around
20, December 2021
Nativity New poems Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Eve Roper
Resubmitted for Old Christmas Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France
CHRISTMAS TREE
A decorative tree, Usually
In the winter time
developed in early modern Germany
Traditionally
A Christmas tree
Is a decorative tree, And usually
It is an evergreen conifer
One such as a Spruce, Pine or Fir
Christbaun
A Christmas tree
Taking of these kinds of trees in the homes
In the later half of the nineteenth century, still goes on...
Decorated trees with roses made of colored paper apples waffles tensile and sweet meats
Apples and round ornaments fruit of knowledge of Good and Evil
Representing the Book of Genesis to be illuminated by candles
ultimately replaced by Christmas lights after the Advent of electrification
There's a wide variety of traditional
Ornaments
A Christmas Tree
Covered with garlands, baubles, tinsels and candy canes
And a Star or Angel would be placed at the top of the tree
Oh What a Beautiful Vision this would be
This star would represent Archangel Gabriel
Awesome may felt the Star would represent
That of the Nativity Star of Bethlehem
A Christmas Tree
Oh, Edibles of gingerbread yum, chocolates would be held on the tree
Tide by branches with ribbons
All this is done on the first day of Advent
Customs of the same faith hold to traditional
Days what's celebrated sake
A Christmas Tree
Also known as Yule-tree
Set up every winter time for you and me
So before the the 18th century German initiation custom
Tree worship was common among the early European pagan
Trees Reese and Garland symbolizes eternal life
Oh that smell of Evergreen all around the house smells fine
Stand up a tree for the birds during this time
All Beauty this be
This...
The Christmas tree
This the origin the how's and when's
We stand, we set up
The Christmas Tree
For Contest: CHRISTMAS TREE
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
12/12/17
2017©
God’s light made Bethlehem’s proud star* to stand out
Boasting of the Saviour’s arrival for eternal heaven’s route…
Heralding the birth of the Lord King, model of servant-leadership
Guiding wise men from the East toward jubilant worship!
Indeed, God’s glory brightened the star of Bethlehem with joyful glow
Bringing message of love to humanity along blessings’ flow…
Reverberating hope’s announcement: “Peace on earth, good will to men”
Assuring Almighty’s presence thru Emmanuel’s Amen!
Today, God’s radiance continues to intensify Bethlehem’s star
Leading everyone to the Creator’s salvation-fellowship’s altar
Making each day real Christmas, cheered with bliss-delight
Triumphant to have received gift of eternal life thru faith’s sight!
*Matthew 2:2 Saying, Where is he that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen his star in the east, and are come to worship him.
December 3, 2018
1st place, "CHRISTMAS CHEER" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues; judged on 12/26/2018.
“Where was God,” you ask, “when I needed Him?
When I felt cast out and all alone? Spurn'd
by my peers for being poor!? All I learn'd,”
you persist, “is that here people condemn
you for just being different, too. To them,”
you add with rage, “I'm a threat to be burn'd,—
a rival to be attacked and overturn'd!”
“So it was, too, for One born in Bethlehem,
My Child,” a Voice comforts. “He was alone
as a child, as well—and very unique.
But like Him, the last shall be first (in death);
and the first (in life) shall be last. For none
who are My Children shall be mocked—so speak
I and command,” swore It, “with solemn breath!”
I close my eyes for one second and suddenly
I'm home again, next to you and dad
You were born on Christmas Eve, just like the babe
of Bethlehem ...
Laughter peels the faded kitchen paper
as you pull out a tin pan full of hot steaming lasagna
"Get the birthday cake from the garage, Vienna"
is what you said to me, it came as no surprise,
you knew all the hiding places of our home and hearts.
Happy Birthday dear mother. I miss you more than,
the sun, moon, and stars *
Today when I see what Christmas has become,
I know the only way to recall it properly, is through your eyes.
Little legs running down the stairs, dampness of cold brick,
taste of fermented wine, feel of a silky cake box holding a dream,
this is what I recall, this liquid memory is tighter than Fort Knox.
Humble beginnings, a stable, for there was no room in a home.
A star in the East foretold the Savior’s birth, to shepherds who roam.
They followed the star, and knelt at the babe’s sweet tiny baby feet.
Both father’s standing guard, and his mother Mary, a little bit beat.
Little Lord Jesus, named by His Father in Joseph’s foretelling dream,
As magical as the cosmos had shown in slumber’s moonbeam.
An essence about him that projected out from the unassuming hay.
Born in an animal stable, on what is now known as Christmas Day.
A reverent hush fell in Bethlehem that wonderful soul-searching night.
Residing animals were quiet. Their silence reflecting Our Savior’s light.
Three Wise men understood the prophecy, and followed that star.
Had traveled a long time, but felt it was worth it in the end, not so far.
Shepherds were holding lost baby sheep in their arms that sacred night.
Paying the ultimate shepherd respect; a fabulous, telling sight.
Mary did not question it as people came to pay their respects.
Joseph smiled as others gave a quick tiny reverent genuflect.
With birth of Baby Jesus, God brought a promise to the world that night.
“Peace on earth, good will to men,” told by angel, most welcome sight.
World was changed in that stable in that manger, by God’s only Son.
He is our Messiah, Immanuel, the hope of the future, truly the only One.
Coming of the Magi
Matthew 2.1-12
Verse 1: “After Jesus was born in Bethlehem...Judea,
During the reign of King Herod, magi came [Yeshua],
From the east to Jerusalem. 2 They asked: [aroma],
‘Where is the newborn king of the Jews? [paranoia].
We’ve seen his star in the east, and we’ve [hernia],
Come to honor him.’ 3 When King Herod [gonna],
Heard this, he was troubled, and everyone [won’t ya],
In Jerusalem was troubled with him [trauma (Athena)].
4 He gathered all the chief priests and the legal [torah],
Experts and asked them where the Christ was [Amonia],
To be born [stroma]. 5 They said ‘In Bethlehem [krona],
Of Judea, for this is what the prophet wrote, [Adonia]:
6 “You, Bethlehem, land of Judah, by no means, [aqua],
Are you the least among the rulers of Judah [enterica],
Because from you will come one who governs [insignia],
Who will shepherd my people Israel [loud n’ proud aura]”.
7 Then Herod secretly called for the magi and [drama],
Found out from them the time when the star [corona],
Had first appeared [prima]. 8 He sent them [begonia],
To Bethlehem, saying, “Go [n’] search carefully [beg ya]:
For the child. When you’ve found him, report [nihil mora],
To me so that I too may go and honor him.” Paronama].
9 When they heard the king, they went; and, [proxima],
Look, the star they had seen in the east went [comptonia] -
Ahead of them until it stood over the place [concordia],
Where the child was. 10 When they saw the star [folia],
They were filled with joy. 11 They entered the house [coxa],
And saw the child with Mary his mother [Collutorium gutta].
Falling to their knees, they honored him [phenomena].
Then they opened their treasure chests and [poma],
Presented him with gifts of gold, frankincense [aroma],
And myrr. Because they were warned in a dream, [gala] -
Not to return to Herod [inca], they went back to [ok plasma],
Their own country by another route [elegantia (got ya!}].
I believe this is Matt 2.1-12, and know that you will lambda,
Because this trauma dealt with by the magi, was brahma.
Common English Bible used.
Yo. From a whisper, barely a breath, to a front-page roar/ EAST COAST JAZZ in the fifties, sixties/
Not just blowing trumpets, but blowing up the jazz scene jazz/
LPs stacked high vinyl spinnin’, cracklin' truth in every hip-to-be way. Jazz LPs, popin'’ the Truth, etched in black and white/ modern Jazz on the HIFI/
Jazz woke the airwaves up and made the radio take notice; everything felt right. Radio turned on, folks got wise and understood, and Jazz got the blood pumpin' in the mean streets day or night/
If you wanted to be hip to the now, the real, the raw, Late-night clubbing and listening was law, absolute law/
Ornette Coleman, man, a wild, horn-blowin’ free-to-be jazz king machine/ Free jazz founder/ hear his freedom RING!/
Then there's Mingus, righteous anger in his bass, Collective improv, settin' souls ablaze. Lay into "East Coasting," on Bethlehem Records, and let the music soak you down/
Starch your mind with Mingus, that ain't no stereophonic joke! No cover charge here, baby, just pure, unbridled bebop to the cool Miles sound/
A caravan of cats, late-night jams, playin’ something new and bold, Europe callin', TWA Flight 978 ready to take flight/
The Big Apple throbbed, a concrete, jazz-filled hang, Saxophone Colossus, Sonny Rollins, so raw, New York summer Hot Rollins, defying every jazz law/
Moody and quirky, a genius in disguise/ Influencing the young horns, reaching for the skies/
Sonny Rollins, deep in jazz thought on a New York big city day/
Sonny wrote a brand new Jazz Forever heavy page/
The jazz world exploded, on the silver screen, a fifty-cent ticket was your soundtrack to life, a vibrant, vital scene/
"Take Five," baby, the pulse, the driving soul on a jazz beat on stage/
I'm on the Lex Ave Trane, headin' for Groove Street! hold on, hold tight, let Abbey Lincoln sing, while we map our next gig, let’s name our new LP/ the Big Vibe/
Yeah… East Coast jazz… never really dies… spinnin’ vintage jazz LPs to keep my head alive/
ECJ morphs… and lives… in our own soulful eyes. Give me a holler give me a shout I’m talkin’ what’s It all about/ Want to be hip? Want to be in the know? Then listen late at night, and let the jazz sounds flow.
Funny, here comes another Red Moon cycle April 15th tax day
Like the trumpet of St. Michael something is heading this way
So many prophecies now fulfilled and so very few now remain
But it is all what God has Willed for all else would all be vain
The Savior has been sent as said in Bethlehem He will be born
And thus the reason He was sent and suffered through so much scorn
Not one of His bones were broken and they then pierced His side
Two more prophecies spoken like the Resurrection 3 days after He died
But now back here to the present when Israel again became a State
And what that 1947 cycle meant but still for Jerusalem we had to wait
Then finally in the year 1968 Jerusalem and Israel were once again connected
And for the second time in 500 years to date it was a red moon that now reflected
On April 29th President Obama has a demand to enforce a United Nations sanction
To give back some of the Israeli land and President Obama said this must be done
The third red moon cycle in 500 years is now but not even a month away
Myself I have absolutely no fears but for the lost souls for whom I will continue to pray
God did not abandon man after he fell to sin
He promised him a Redeemer
Who was to satisfy for man’s sin
Open him to the gates of heaven
Blessed Lord and savior Jesus Christ is the redeemer of mankind
I believe that Jesus Christ is the son of God, the 2nd person of the Blessed Trinity
True God
True man
By the incarnation I mean the Son of God was made man
The Son of God was conceive and made man by the power of the Holy Spirit in the womb of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Son of God was conceive and made man on Anunciation day – the day which the angel Gabriel announced to the Blessed Virgin Mother Mary that she is to be the mother of God
Christ was born on Christmas day in a stable at Bethlehem over nineteen hundred years ago
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