Long Christmas tree Poems
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When the last lavender days of my youth fade
Into the onyx ocean of times teal waves
Look upon me with your mind’s eyes
And see my mature mahogany heart
Untouched by turquoise thoughts and time
May the silky silver halo of hair
Upon head now like a dare
Be as magical as tinsel on a Christmas tree
Anoint me as seasoned and saintly
Bending in white wind so as not to break
Remember me as a humble spirit a servant
With winged words of wisdom to
Encourage and uplift despite dilemmas
One poet painted purple by love
Then like a karma chameleon changing
Colors to meet your moods where they are
To brighten where you find too much darkness
To darken where you’re overwhelmed by light
To soothe your spirit as a soulful song
Melodic and sweet as an angelic symphony
Written by the Creator especially for you
Remember me as a rainbow in your sky
Reflecting all of your colorful dreams
Relishing your red reveries that inspire
That move magenta mountains
Despite their majesty with one pearly prayer
Remember our jade journey and passion
The gifts we accumulated from life
Perhaps enhanced by my passing
Like salty seeds from a sunflower
Golden petals that look up to heaven
When you are mourning your loss
Let remembrance be a green gain
As a blue blessing that lifts you
Like wings of a black bird
Remember me, deeply breathe and smile
~ A Very Merry Christmas To You ~
(Free Style)
Christmas is so much fun, is a very special time
To spend time with family and also good friends
Happy that you can be here with me today
I just wish you the best Very Merry Christmas ever
The Christmas Tree looks so cheery and great
Decorations just glow happily, all around
Lights that fill whole rooms, with so much warmth
Love, peace, dreams, and hopes spread all around
Boxes and packages done with so much love
Waiting all to be open by loving hands
I just wish you the best Very Merry Christmas ever
And the best every day of the New Year too.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
December.22.2017
-“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain -
Bells ring to give signals and calls,
Like the ones placed at school halls;
They ring for students to fall in line,
On flag ceremonies, recess and dismissal time.
Huge bells ring loudly at churches’ towers,
Calling everyone to go for prayers;
Small ones are heard inside during masses,
To commune, sing and kneel at adoration hours.
They're also used for ornaments and displays,
Especially on great event like Christmas day;
Shining brightly on every Christmas tree,
To glorify and highlight Jesus Christ’s birthday.
There are bells placed at our house doors,
Giving signals for the coming visitors;
They ring constantly down the roads
Calling children to buy ice creams from vendors.
They ring many times to give signals and calls,
On games, queues, rules…some are wedding symbols;
Sounds may either be deafening, musical or pleasant,
Bells invite, count time, announce arrivals and triumphant.
it's Christmas night and the red cars are gone to spread the Santa's bottles
all the people are looking out the window to see the lights and heard the bells ringing
the gates of magic will open, and the elves will bring the presents under the Christmas tree
hey, you forgot to worship in the holy place. the child was born here
and the king of the world will bring peace to the earth. the three magicians went a long way to worship him
was born to show you that everything is possible through giving. devoting yourself.
the world is making the latest preparations for the Christmas meal. everything is clean, aligned, orderly
Moms and dads look happy, everything is ready, beautifully wrapped gifts
only the moon was looking out the window. looks sad. her light shines on each fir tree
love, dedication, exaltation... words full of the gratitude of the gift's slaves. we will pass this Christmas too
we will eat, we will drink, we will enjoy. to the surface because deeply in the soul is the hell... empty, cold and frozeen
it is precisely the end of expectations and failures. carpe diem. gaudeamus igitur...
They shouldn’t use barbed wire in a nudist colony
If they do it shouldn’t be much higher than your knee
At Christmas time in England, no-one expects nudity
Well I was nude and I did not expect a buzzy bee
I tried to leap the barbed wire fence to stop it stinging me
So now I’ve got some nice new baubles for my Christmas tree
My voice went up an octave and became a virtual screech
I dashed to bathe my injury down at the nudist beach
On the way I bumped into my camp-mates, Fran and Dennis
They saw my mutilation and said, ‘We’re so sorry ‘Tennis’
And then they said, in future ‘Tennis’, keep away from bees
I asked them why they called me ‘Tennis’, they said... New balls please!
...
A
Tree
Named Braford
Shaped like a Christmas Tree
Sets off at least two seasons
One with white and the other with fire
Spring blooms are beautiful and Fall puts on
A great show but when one looks at winter closely
The Bradford's buds does surely show along side these
Are tiny little pears; Food for all the birds, to feed in winter
Snow, Who would have thought that the Bradford woud hold
Hands with old Sweet Gum Joe, as they dance to the win-
Ter breeze and shiver in the cold two friends so different
They are love struck because they are so much the
Same color, Their bright burgundy and gold so
Looking like flaming touches one in yards
The other is the wild, wild woods so
Far apart but in love are they
The birds and bees
Bear their
Love
Tales
Back
And
Forth
Each
Day
Each year Deborah and I share one Christmas tradition-we do this religiously.
Together the day after Thanksgiving we buy our Christmas Tree.
As we head out to purchase our tree we are filled with anticipation
for we know the gift lies not in the tree itself, but in its decoration.
From the moment we open our storage bins and rediscover the ornaments they contain
It’s not just a simple trimming of the tree...it’s a trip down memory lane.
There is a special feeling about finding an old ornament time and time again
Holding it up and saying....Hey Deborah do you remember when....
Each ornament adds to the story of our life as we’ve watched our family grow
Most are significant only to us and carry meanings only we would know.
We have ornaments that remind us of our children,”Hey, isn’t that Ryan’s baby shoe?”
There’s a photo of Ali and me, Bryan’s manatee and pickles for the grandchildren too.
There are ornaments from old friends, a few of Whitman: he was a great dog!
And the ornaments of places we’ve been form a lifelong travelogue.
Each year when we’re finished trimming we have more than just a tree
There in the corner stands memories of our life...it’s an album in 3-D!
Every year when the tree is finished Deborah says, “Now you might think me mad,
but I’m sure this year, this tree, is the best we’ve ever had!”
As I stare at the tree and nod my agreement I think I can now attest
to understanding why every year our newest tree is the best.
Last years tree was the best we ever had…that was easy enough to see
but we’ve added another year of memories to the boughs of this year’s tree.
So as wonderful as last year’s tree was it’s the new memories we’ve amassed
that make this year’s Christmas tree a little better than the last.
And I’m sure as another year of memories in 2021 we add
next years tree will take it’s rightful place as the best Christmas tree we’ve ever had.
Nippy air bites the skin, sunlight trails off in a sky so morose;
bare trees contemplate the yellow grass below mourning their lost splendor;
be that messenger of the Season's Greetings and avoid being sad and alone...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!
Assist me in decorating the pine-scented and candle-lit rooms ,
of my lair; please, come in and accept my hospitality with ardor;
let's chat over dinner and sparkling wine until darkness looms...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!
Anticipate the thrill of the Holidays with a big smile spreading cheer:
dream of snow, of Santa riding his sleigh from the cold North Pole;
he'll remember every good kid who has shown obedience and grace...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!
I looked for a Christmas Tree crossing the snowy boardline,
searching the nearest forest for the tallest, prittiest one
with the help of neighbors who had a good will and no fear...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year!
So much I will share and learn this Holiday Season announcing a divine birth
to the Earth below brightened by candles, twinkling lights and mirth;
admire my decorations of garlands and golden bells to make you merrier...
welcome to my Holiday home at this very special time of year!
Family, friends and neighbors gather around this fireplace that will bewilder us,
let's remember the wonderful birth of our Savior Jesus, who came to visit us;
hear the song of the angels echoing through the chilly air...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year!
Once upon a time, in a land far away,
There was a prince with a Kitty Cat
(Or so the stories portray)
Who would often say, "Meow,"
Which is how kitty cats say,
"There's a forest growing in the living room!"
Now princes in magical kingdoms know
How to speak many languages
Frazil, German, Arabic, and Cat, so
It should be no surprise that our hero knew
That to a cat, a tree in the house is a forest, although...
It'd been forever since seeing a tree such as this!
"Meow!"-- "I know!" our hero exclaims,
"It's a Christmas tree! And soon presents will be
Arranged around it's base with our names!"
"Meow?" The plaintive query our kitty asks,
"How will you eat those awful fruits? It's a shame..
They're shiny and pretty, but they break easily!"
Kitty Cat went on, batting as he spoke,
"With so many trees to grow inside, this one has been infected
With lights that shine many-coloured without smoke,"
Though others in the room only heard "Meow meow," as expected.
"The candy canes-- they're peppermint!-- but the rest do not poke,"
Said the prince, "They are memories of Christmases past."
"MEOW!" said Kitty Cat, but the prince heard... this:
"Look what I can do! I can climb and hide!"
And clawing his way up the tree, Kitty Cat found bliss!
"Here it's warm, inside smells nice! I think I like
This forest inside!" Meowing on, no thought remiss,
Kitty Cat found his way to purr, knocking down baubles all along.
"Get down here," the prince did demand
"You're breaking the ornaments!" --"Meow?"
"Yes now! We worked very hard to decorate, make it stand
Straight. To light its branches with hope and love!"
And Kitty Cat obeyed the prince's command,
He came down, in wonderment, he looked as prince's boyish face.
In apology, Kitty Cat did purr,
Rubbing on his boy's leg and showing love
The way only cats know how, by gifting him fur.
And the prince smiled, for love and hope
Are all Kitty Cat knew. He lived here, near the conifer,
But only in the now, and never aware of what was or would be.
Batting softly, exploring this tree inside
Kitty Cat was lost in wonder, with the prince's presence.
"Look," said the prince, "Outside there's SNOW to ride!"
"Come on, Kitty Cat!" And grabbing his sled, outside he fled,
And Kitty Cat's meow behind the prince cried,
"But that's the sky-sand that turns to WET!"
Pagan roots you say
The joy of Christ it now displays
Whatever it was it no longer means
Christmas cheer our tree now brings
So celebrate this joyous holiday
With Christmas trees in every way
Be they real or artificial
Decorate because they are special
Stream with lights that twinkle
And colorful paper that crinkles
Beautiful bulbs of wood or glass
New for the year or treasures of the past
Ribbons and garland, tinsel and candy canes
Cute stockings with everyone's name
String with cranberries and popcorn
Hang with ornaments of drums and horns
Cookies baked and swirled with icing yummy
They won't hang long but end up in full tummies
Presents chosen with love and care
Bring togetherness with joy we share
At the top an angel or star
Displayed in the front window, it beckons far
Guiding family and friends to come in
Home to celebrate with the love within