Long Creche Poems

Behind a Round Table:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
VERSE 1:
I'm a witness,...you're an audience,
Yes,...Christ and the church,
Abide to list of ineptness, 
Meet a criteria of creche,
A lioness gifted with new furs from gold, 
Love in their...

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EASTER SUNRISE

Outside, perfect Sunrise
Service. The air’s so fresh.
Pastel dresses, pretty ties.
Resurrection from the creche.

Birth and rebirth celebrated.
Jesus - our Dayspring on High.
As sunrise songs begin, elated,
Oh how blessed with warming-eye.

The Son! The Son! Salvation
Hallelujahs in...

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I didn't want anyone
to have a sad Christmas,
so I roamed Manhattan's star-decorated streets,
where many a homeless weeps...
where was I to find that someone,
if not in that corner where a barrel fire was?


By God's grace, I...

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I felt a bit like Humbert, or John Proctor, 
an ageing vulture drawn to fresh young flesh. 
She was a pretty, witty Turkish doctor 
(so, not exactly plundering the creche!) 

She seemed to like me,...

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I'm a witness,...you're an audience,
Yes,...Christ and the church,
Abide to list of ineptness, 
Meet a criteria of creche,
A lioness gifted with new furs from gold, 
Love in their abode,
Attractive and benevolent flower in the botany of...

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MISSING

Who said my daughter was missing?
We wouldn't find her replica... anywhere
She wasn't in school...not at her sister's creche
She wasn't there...I mean nowhere
Maybe it's nothing to ponder on anyway 
We looked for her everywhere
Who saw her...my...

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The time of Christmas arrives,
The parents and children look forward to the beautiful days.

There is the countdown for Christmas,
Decorations at the house.

A Christmas tree that is real and beautiful,
Decorated with lights and Christmas balls and...

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The beautiful chalet, trimmed with white Christmas lights,
The handsome singer treads on the new fallen snow,
Wearing his elegant after ski wear,
He praises god and humanity with his love for song,
Christmas carols sung, a tribute to...

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My love crèche refreshes the niche
Where stacks of bliss
Vie to dish
Out the kind of love fleece

That my love nourishes and brandishes
Clear avenues
Where sorrow finishes
Blues disseminated in news and views

Expected to chart the way forward
In matters...

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For the nine months I carried you
in my womb filled with warmth untold.
For the pain of child-birth borne for you...
You cannot pay me with silver and gold.

For the dreary nights I could not sleep
because you...

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Santa Claus our favorite folklore hero,
His suit of red and beard of white.

What a welcome sight and delight,
Our favorite person at Christmas.

Parents and children look forward to his visit,
His black boots and his sack full...

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taciturn springs rising
from within the quarry 
of deep earth's wisdom
urging lyrical waters to transpose
while held like singing seas of living reveries
of history and infinity
misting to meld with rainfall dreams
Falling like ancient messages
into the orchard of...

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I heard the bells on Christmas day
But there were no choirs singing
Alas the music that I heard
Were the sounds of registers ringing
The Wise men came to honor the babe
Whose birth had been foretold
But now we...

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Of the bastard’s son, his mentality belied
That which was unforeseen among simple minded
People. A state with which corruption pollutes and lies,
While women in white sheets must be reminded.

For who can join in speech of which...

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The Creche Painter

I am a pine, 4 feet tall;
My needles formed in green plastic;
Tiny lights and tiny gifts adorn me;
While I shade miniature figures of glass.

Glass – hand painted lovingly
By poor, worn fingers, with eyes...

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Oh, Triple Androgynous Name remembered by no name 
I am now a shooting star falling to Earth in shame 

Mother-Father of every single mother and father 
I am now an orphan under moon and sun...

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Seventy two millimetres of giant oink isn't a mild fashion statement. It is a hook and curve with two crevasses. A creche in a canyon jump is a dramatic effort of tree construction. A limpet...

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Christmas is a miracle from God,
I look forward to Christmas each year.

Christmas is a miracle from God,
The tall Christmas tree decorated and looks beautiful..

Christmas is a miracle from God,
The presents wrapped under the tree.

Christmas is...

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So, Saint Paul, you faced a thorn in your flesh?
I can hardly hide my envy tonight.
Softer and smoother than hay in the creche -
My cross does her best when I dim the light.

No threat of...

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There is a miniature house village,
On a piano top all of the year.
Three figures 'neath a roof grace its center,
A creche to trim for Christmas cheer.

Neath the little village swings a garland,
Scalloped and sparkly as...

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I don’t always 
Get to show,
How much I care

I don’t always 
Get to say,
How much you mean

I might cry 
And throw a tantrum
Just to get my way…

I might scream 
And pull faces
Just to show my...

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The church bells ring out, on the Holiest evening of all
they are calling the people of God, its Christ's enthrall;

I SING YOUR PRAISE FOREVER OH LORD ALMIGHTY ONE
BORN UNDER A STAR, ANGELS SING REJOICING HYMNS

As...

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FRIENDSHIP DAY SAYS....
 
 
Friendship genises, not by just shaking a friend's hand …. 
But, it extends , by attaching  his mind to  its full band…. 
 
 
Friendly feeling scratch, not ...

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Rani, I am want to play
as the children to my near by huts
My Toys and friends are calling me
to talk and play with them

My eyes are searching stars and moon
to have my dinner from my...

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