Long Christmas star Poems
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Welcome to my mountain abode, you can have coffee and snacks while watching the show
The scenes change each night, a new manger here and there built by the Congregation below
In the Nativity Scene, down at the church I am the Wiseman with Frankincense as my Gift
The town Christmas tree, at the center of town square, almost hidden by the giant snowdrift
As the Tree is lit, and Carols sung , I light my donation to the town: The Christmas Star
Every year the town folk would say the Peidmont “ Christmas Star “ can be seen near and far
The community all together Sharing the Love and Grace of the fifth season : Christmas
Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire's Contest " Christmas in Your Town "
A star shone bright in Eastern sky
two thousand years ago
as angels sang their hymns on high
to let the whole world know.
They sang their praise, their greeting bring
as bells in heaven start to ring
They sang their praise…
They sang their praise
to Jesus Christ the Savior King.
A star shone bright in Eastern sky
while shepherds in the fields
watched o’er their flock with mindful eye
as good news was revealed.
They heard the hymns the angels sang
down on their knees the shepherds sprang
They heard the hymns…
they heard the hymns
as bells in heaven softly rang.
A star shone bright in Eastern sky,
gave signal to the world
that Christ child lie in crib nearby;
the future was unfurled.
He came to earth amid the din
and mankind’s journey did begin
He came to earth…
He came to earth
to save us from our deadly sin.
December 5, 2018
Wall clock,
Cinderella got out,
Big Ben's pale attraction,
King Saul highest in York and London,
On dial, his twelve hands juggle,
Hypnosis,
Vineyard blood,
My arrows,
Strings of psalms,
Split arrowheads of dwarfs,
Big Ben's dogs,
Pursue Lady Rowena of Ivanhoe,
Titanic is broken,
Icebreaker from orca,
Sign of Jonah,
Canker on the tower,
Dark hole,
Toxic stepmother,
Fake freedom,
Make gunsight on Sarah (of Tobias) for the gnomes,
But my gold apple of the eye above and over,
Olive oil and Jonathan's honey,
Far like close against who shoots on,
Flame on the town,
Sky fall,
Christmas star only,
Michael knight helps these young women,
Against the red dragon,
To stay in Love,
"Who Is like the Lord?!"
Angel's name in the hand of Mother of God,
This boy, precursor
For Lamb and Lion,
Not a Teuton,
Robin Hood in New York and Chicago,
Monte Cristo at Lyon,
The voice in Moscow,
Wilderness of snow,
Service like an arrow of the Word,
David's stone going like a forerunner before,
When David arrives, He will return with the sword,
And with Cinderella's crystal shoe and Life crown,
For crows and doves, between children of Noah,
Town of the world,
Square of fake Concord,
The Pharaoh's obelisk by Napoleon,
Shady hand on dial clock from the catacombs of lodge,
This Jezebel collusion against the vineyard of Naboth and brother Joseph,
Like a nuclear-armed rocket,
Time stolen,
When Big Ben is loose, fall,
Against only Noah's bow,
With the arrow from the natural rainforest,
Fire of Mowgli,
Good outlaw among wolves,
Confessor on the cross,
Star from the Orient,
Say to the leaders of nations:
"Don't return to fox Herod",
And to Shere Khan Herod: "Don't be with Herodias, dame Terror",
Writing to the seven angels of the churches
By Revelation of John,
Cultures from Noah on Light give all colors,
Worthy and noble communion to Blood and Body,
One who has no sword sell his cloak and buy one,
In sackcloth therefore Elijah and Enoch.
An eight-pointed star
Shone in the night in summer
He came from above
Not belonging to the stars
Stranger to them all
Is above the zodiac
Plundering its fate
He is from the pure greatness
A door to the heavens
Sophia prepared the flesh
For she had regret
Sabaoth sent his great light
For he was wrathful
Barbelo sent her power
For she had wisdom
Jesus the man sent himself
For he had mercy
He was laid in a manger
No room in the inn
The world hated him so much
For it was darkness
And he blinded it with light
News reached the dead king
His hair was a lion’s mare
His body a snake
His eyes were bright lightning bolts
Ruler of darkness
His mother rejected him
As a bad disgrace
He summoned all the magi
The wise foreigners
Followers of the fire
To find this small child
As the Magi were dispatched
He thought to himself
“What is the power of him
Who was born this night
Who is higher than we are?
A drop from heaven?
Whom dragons brought to a cave?
Where a child was born?”
Those magi sailed the bright sand
Ignoring the cold
The star became a lighthouse
Which led to the child
And to shepherds in pure white
They gave three blessed gifts
Gold and frankincense and myrrh
As the king waited
In silence and solitude
He realized something
Filled with jealousy and wrath
He ordered his slaves
“Extinguish this divine light
Do what is needed!”
An angel from the great star
Told the glad Joseph
“Flee to the land of Egypt
With your wife and son
To escape the flood of death
To escape the plague
The hot fire and sulphur
That killed the mature
And now will murder the young”
And so the parents
Carrying the eternal
Fled to the bare land
All the little were murdered
Rivers of blood flowed
Loud cries of pain and mourning
Flowed out their mouths
With the king in vain glory
Saying “I am God
There is no other but me!”
The sands of time fell
And so, Mary and Joseph
Returned with Jesus
The baby pronounced three words
Whom none can utter
Lest they be killed by cold stones
With knowledge we say
“Out of a pure foreign air
The light bringer came
Those ones he chose for himself
He turned them to stars
To shine in the pleroma
The kingdom of light
Which the only door to it
Being the eight-pointed star.”
There arose a star in the east
A star brighter than the brightest
On Christmas morning the star stood
Over a lonely manger in Bethlehem
It is the star of David
with healings in His wings
Born on Christmas day
So it came to pass
as has been foretold
By the Prophets of old
But only the men from the east saw
The extra ordinary bright star
Acknowledging the birth of Jesus
On Christmas day.
The Christmas star became
the bright and morning star
It's shine taking down
every darkness
piercing every heart
on the cross of calvary
That bright and morning star
Was born on Christmas day.
(Merry Christmas to you all my friends on Poetry Soup)
Written on the 19th December, 2023
They plotted long, that winter’s night
Beneath the Christmas star so bright
Three tiny mice in elf like suits
Could smell the pie of many fruits
And as it baked, their hunger grew
So they decided what to do
They knew that cook would, as a rule
Set pies on window sill to cool
They would appear as Christmas elves
Instead of their most scary selves
And then the cook, they would acquaint,
Remove their clothes and she would faint
Just then, with super mouse like strength
They’d slide that pie the needed length
Into their cubby hole nearby
Like that!, they’d be gone with the pie
12/12/18
I dreamed Christmas in the skies,
puffy clouds with images of good tidings.
Better than plum pudding surprise,
the nativity - God with us abiding.
Perhaps this was the Christmas star,
a close-up, magnification, of its sight.
Wise men on bumpy camels from afar.
Shepherds heralded by angelic light.
The key, to life and death, in a manger.
Surely his eyes’ bright and smile’s sweet.
His nemesis, the devil, friends with danger.
This Babe will divide the tares from the wheat.
I dreamed Christmas in the snowy clouds.
The gift of heaven to a child filled with wonder.
I rode on a fantastical sleigh and sighed aloud,
awestruck as the star Jesus sleeps under.
12/19/2021
This coming Christmas put away prejudice and pride
and become the child He was...coming to earth and die:
the Messenger of God to touch the humblest hearts
when joy didn't exist and love couldn't be found in anyone;
look up to the coldest and starriest sky...
thousands of angels in their glory shine!
Look deep inside and put kindness first and realize:
that this is a season to give without measure, just smile!
Child, heavenly Child, open those kind arms
and welcome everyone who gladly comes
to worship you with that very special gift;
Child, heavenly Child, how can we be changed in heart,
and suddenly become like you are:
being that closest friend, not an uncaring stranger!
Kings and Presidents will bow down like us,
and glorify you for coming down in the form of man...
to forgive and understand us, to teach us love and elate us;
long ago hope was lost, and that long-awaited Redeemer
never came...now, you have come to bring your peace and salvation,
and the Christmas' star has set on the world in wonder!
Let's stare at it with gladness...to find the purpose in your birth,
and spread the joyful tidings to those without worth!
Child, heavenly Child, call all to your manger
and stand side by side by the singing angels
and let them see that we can become the child you are,
without a crown, riches, vanity and privileges!
Child, heavenly Child, you only ask us to say the kindest word:
to forgive and be forgiven and to love and be loved in return!
Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
We all are a Christmas star in our own way
There are some that are there for others always
There are some that can make you laugh in an instance
There are some that are your heros
There are some that are your pains
There are some that hold you close with out any words
There are some that take your breath away everyday
There are some that are young but make you smile so
There are some that love you with no strings attached
There are some that are your guardian angel
There are some of the most beautiful memories
There are some that have that heart of gold
There so many out there that have your heart
Don't ever let your Christmas star burn out
Because we all are Christmas stars for so many
Merry Christmas to all of you my Christmas stars.
Winter time is over the mountains
come yuletide season again.
Caught now in time, these frozen fountains
that drop to waterfalls end.
The skies have seen the last of the geese,
they’ve flown to warmth miles away.
And trees are all but stripped of their leaves
as they sleep these winter days.
Christmas Time comes to us once again
and it’s just moments away.
Reminders of God’s goodness to men
is about us every day.
Hope kindles new in the hearts of those
who”follow the Star” this season.
They’ll know freedom from a life of woes
and Jesus is their reason.
So at this special time of year
be sure there’s room at the inn.
Unto you the Christmas Star draws near
and will ALWAYS lead to Him.