Long Nutcrackers Poems

             
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WHAT?

Thanksgiving’s on the way
This had crossed my mind
But what?
While shopping the mall yesterday I came on this display –
Who could miss it? – 
Shelves and shelves full of teddy bears    nutcrackers
 ...

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we strolled midtown for awhile
hints of sun followed us beneath the 
bavarian alps i was taken by 
the snow capped mountains creating 
a brilliant show of diamond crystals 
calmly reflecting from storefront windows 
holiday displays...

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The puffy, stomach-fattened mouse is closing in on the ballerina.
They do a pirouette around the stage, and the crowd goes wild,
But silently.  This is an auditorium, and we are taught obedience
By the mere reverent...

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There was no activity at all in the prairie on this marvelous day.
Peaburger was happy to be off on his journey, on his sweet way.
Had a knapsack on his back, and warm ideas in his...

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I lost the sticks
To play my drum
Missing a fist
So, yes a thumb

Still have a head
Though am real flawed
With a bent lever
That moved my jaw

Missing those things
Is a pet peeve
Since was stepped on
Last Christmas Eve

My friends...

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Branches frosted in ice

Wonderland magic waiting in awe to thaw

Pink blossoms ready to surpass hibernation

	Spring in their timeless steps

				Candle wax waned

The Little Drummer boy back in his box

Wrapped in kind tinsel for resurrection

	Illumination darkened

				Nutcrackers remain

Shells...

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The Real Christmas


From Black Friday to Christmas Eve,
presents to purchase and wrap. 
Office and family parties, visits to relatives
platters of food and gallons of alcohol.
Trees dressed to the nines in dangling baubles
and twinkling lights.
Continuous Christmas...

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Marionette soup comes in a midnight bowl
Filled to the brim with mushroom tumbling
Under the golden moon dolls cut their strings
Nutcrackers on crash diets sink saltines
Welcomed to float inside awhile
But not included in the price of...

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I loved Christmas. Every year
Bach’s oratorio filled the church,
the boys’ voices soaring skyward. We drank
mulled wine at the market, lighted 
candles on the wooden pyramids,
carefully set up mom’s collection of nutcrackers, carved
by hand in small...

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The nutcracker stockings could not resist the urge to play
They sat silent without moving the entire long day
But at night when the lights went out,
They began to whirl twirl, twist and shout

We are the nutsies,...

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My seven-month-old daughter, beside herself
with swirling fascination, has unfolded
her tiny arm a bridge for Christmas elves’
safe passage, unconcerned she’s being scolded
by Papa Grinch - who’s clacking away at this.
From my perspective on the less-festive couch,
I...

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you have to eat a peck-of-dirt

three little rag-a-muffins
sit, heads bent  busy,
at a small wooden table
plunked down there
in Shadey Anderson’s hay field
dragged from the house 
to that special spot for tea

fine chiana 
a Christmas doll...

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Gifts love-packed
Glass-balls gleam around
Plastic-bells compact
Move to and fro without sound
Amidst wreaths, and nutcrackers
Wool-stuffed Santa Claus 
Waves his hands like backpackers
Gives a smiling solemn silent pose
Stockings and reindeers 
Occupy their spaces as though it's their right
Snowmen...

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Dance

I have been dancing
since I was young.
Point,
Flex.

From Ballet class 
to tap.
Shuffle 
Hop
Step,
Point,
Flex.

Moving to NYC,
and starting hip hop.
Pop it,
Lock it,
Shuffle
Hop
Step,
Point,
Flex.

Then, the grand style,
Broadway, like the show girls (just for 8+ year olds)
High 
Kick,
Pop it,
Lock it,
Shuffle
Hop
Step,
Point,
Flex.

Back to...

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