Long Fruitcakes Poems

The holiday season is upon us, and I delight in the memories of my childhood yuletides.  One such memory stands out quite clearly. Just before Thanksgiving, November’s blustery winds arrived, weaving frost spider webs...

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Christmas at the Grocery;                               ...

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A single’s net is cast
A single climbs the mast
To view a sea of profiles
Catching eyes, some color-blind

Some emails are soon returned
Some senders have not yet learned
Most personals are not for wiles
Or just adult friends to...

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We sang along to the lyrics that he wrote  
Dancing and swaying to the music he composed
They’re all great in there own way 
Let’s  go back in time to that day
Where were you...

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There are garlands on my stairway and lights upon my tree.
My house is growing festive as Christmas time draws near.
Stockings are hung on the fireplace for kitty and for me.
Welcome to my holiday home at...

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I've recorded the song, which you can hear here:

I did vocals and guitar - Sung to the tune of "We Can Work it Out" 


What a TV Show

American Idol
There’s so many loonies seeking fortune 
and...

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I was looking forward to the big surprise.
My daughter had called to say it was a prize.
We ran to the porch before the big demise.
Because we have a puppy who chews everything that hits his...

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The intriguing magic of Christmas
Is in my early childhood recall.
It wasn't so much expected toys.
I remember them hardly at all.

"The month after this comes Christmas".
My sister and I counted down.
The magic of Christmas was coming
Into...

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I want this cold Winter to be over-
longing to hear all the little birds sing;
just love beautiful Spring with skies azure,
I wish to be in forests green ambling;
and dipping my toes in a stream...

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Blended with fragrances
And the joyful carols,
The con games of children
Looking for gifts full of fun.
Kris Kringle’s cock-and-bull 
Make them rosy and lull.

Adorned houses with odorous candles
Christmas tree ornamented with red ribbons and jingles 
Marzipans fruitcakes...

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I want this cold Winter to be over-
longing to hear all the little birds sing;
just love beautiful Spring with skies azure,
I wish to be in forests green ambling;
and dipping my toes in a stream babbling,
and...

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I want this cold Winter to be over-
longing to hear all the little birds sing;
just love beautiful Spring with skies azure,
I wish to be in forests green ambling;
and dipping my toes in a stream babbling,
and...

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Third neighbor in two hours to bring over a Christmas tin.
Fruitcakes are in two of them; we don’t bother to open them.
They are going to go to the office where no one will eat them.
Which...

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Good night mom,
I miss you every day.
To hear your voice
speak so tenderly.

It's hard to believe I have
not seen you in five years.
Yet your tender heart
impacts us all through the year.

Memories of Christmas past.
Watching you bake...

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A little of 3 ( sweet,  tart, and insanely brilliant)  
the fruitcakes of our world know much, yet we deem them crazy
The fine line between sanity and insanity has been crossed 
we now...

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As a winter child I love December snowflakes,
cozy scarfs and mittens and snowy lovely scenes;
the smell of grandma cooking her Christmas fruitcakes,
oh, I love the fragile snow covering all the greens.

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November 10, 2021


Poetry/Quatrain/December
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Fruitcakes are so many's wicked nemeses

these compact bundles of strange taste

to me they're treasure troves of bake

their plethora of flavors interlaced.

 

Their composition truly throwing me off

that little bundle weighs a ton

so dense I heard...

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