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CHRISTMAS TREE
A decorative tree, Usually
In the winter time
developed in early modern Germany
Traditionally
A Christmas tree
Is a decorative tree, And usually
It is an evergreen conifer
One such as a Spruce, Pine or Fir
Christbaun
A Christmas tree
Taking of these kinds of trees in the homes
In the later half of the nineteenth century, still goes on...
Decorated trees with roses made of colored paper apples waffles tensile and sweet meats
Apples and round ornaments fruit of knowledge of Good and Evil
Representing the Book of Genesis to be illuminated by candles
ultimately replaced by Christmas lights after the Advent of electrification
There's a wide variety of traditional
Ornaments
A Christmas Tree
Covered with garlands, baubles, tinsels and candy canes
And a Star or Angel would be placed at the top of the tree
Oh What a Beautiful Vision this would be
This star would represent Archangel Gabriel
Awesome may felt the Star would represent
That of the Nativity Star of Bethlehem
A Christmas Tree
Oh, Edibles of gingerbread yum, chocolates would be held on the tree
Tide by branches with ribbons
All this is done on the first day of Advent
Customs of the same faith hold to traditional
Days what's celebrated sake
A Christmas Tree
Also known as Yule-tree
Set up every winter time for you and me
So before the the 18th century German initiation custom
Tree worship was common among the early European pagan
Trees Reese and Garland symbolizes eternal life
Oh that smell of Evergreen all around the house smells fine
Stand up a tree for the birds during this time
All Beauty this be
This...
The Christmas tree
This the origin the how's and when's
We stand, we set up
The Christmas Tree
For Contest: CHRISTMAS TREE
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
12/12/17
2017©
With Fingers crossed I sail alone
To find what now awaits for me
No net is there in the unknown
If failure comes, I will not be
To find what now awaits for me
I go where I've not gone before
If failure comes, I will not be
If I cannot in life endure
I go where I've not gone before
To find a place where I can build
If I cannot in life endure
I hope at least to have a shield
To find a place where I can build
Something that stands both time and test
I hope at least to have a shield
To finish now life's silent quest
Something that stands both time and test
No net is there in the unknown
To finish now life's silent quest
With fingers crossed I sail alone
Wrote April 30 by Charles Reese for the This or That poetry contest
Christmas has it's candy canes and chocolate Santa Claus doll
Easter with it's Peeps and jelly bird eggs can get a little dull
But do you recall the greatest candy Holiday of all...
Through the dark of night guided by a dim flashlight
going house to house with an earnest plea
As your hand clutches your treasured bag
disguised and masked to fool all
Haunted by witches goblins ghouls monsters, pirates
and a pink fairy, you step up to each door and knock
As it creeps open an over joyful adult in an ill fitting costume
waits for your magic chant of "Trick or Treat" before they add
to your heavy bag, bursting with candies you eagerly
flee to the next houses garnished with morbid and spooky
decorations to add to your sweet booty.
Finally your inner time clock tells you to weave your way home
through the darken street crowded with costume children and parents
and the dreaded teenager lurking to spot a stray and steal their candy
But you had a plan route and made it home safe into your locked room
upon your bed you spill forth the bounty of a nights loot
Root beer barrels and candy corn
circus peanuts and licorice give to mom and dad
For you got a Whopper and Reese cups a Kit Kat or two
Mike and Ike and good ole Baby Ruth
Snickers, Heaths and Junior Mints
What a Pay Day looks like a 100 Grand
Twizzlers and Skittles and Lemon Heads
Starburst and tootsie rolls overflow your bed
Nestle Crunch and Krackle and a 3 Musketeers
Hershey Kisses and Sweet Tarts to share
Wax candies and Milk Duds and jelly beans
Airheads with jawbreakers makes you scream
Snickers, Butterfingers and Lolli pops
Twixs and Milky Ways and even a box of Dots
Smarties and Zeros a Hot Tamale or two
Jolly Ranchers and Chuckles and Sour Patch Kids rude
Blow Pops, Runts, Nerds Laffy Taffy on my bed
M&M's, Stripes gum and a Mr. Goodbar
The greatest Halloween haul by far
So many gums and jellies and chews
chocolates, marshmallows and gummy bears too
Halloween a sugar treat for every dentist and kid
That night I slept with my candy in my bed.
Halloween eve shadows the day
and costume creatures begin to stray
Out with their bags for that candy lust
Houses decorated with holiday fuss
Scary spooky and jack o' lanterns everywhere
hoping for little children to scare
Kids and adult dress in Halloween fashion
with the scariest costumes the passion
Walking house to house, knocking door to door
gleefully shouting Trick or Treat for the candy to pour
Into their treasure bags the candy gold
so full they drag to heavy to hold
But one house the children know
its' reputation told and retold
Don't go there the candy is bad
the kind of candy turning joy to sad.
It is well lighted and decorated fun
but the candy they treat is ho hum
New comers go there and knock on the door
Shouting Trick or Treat for candies implore
An old fat man opens the door with a big bowl
of candy so bad they can't even be stole
Yep, little bags of old candy corn
circus peanuts, hard candies foreign
Neco Waffers and a stick of gum
He smiles as he offers you half wrapped Dum Dums
Slowly the kids back away
In shock by the bad candy he displays
Soon they turn around and run
screaming as he tosses them Dum Dums
Oh well he sighs as he closes the door
for next Halloween the old candy he stores
He locks the door and pulls down the shades
peeks out the window for any kid a stray
Off with the porch light and he settles down
Kids today his thoughts profound
Comfortable he sits and reaches for the other bowl
with Reese Cups, Kit Kats and Snicker bars it overflows
Can't let all this good candy go to waste
alone in his house he stuffs his fat face.
The monster carried a copper saber in his left hand, giving me a fright.
He was slashing an imaginary foe with a bronze sword in his right.
Upon closer inspection I saw this skeleton’s all-knowing green eye
For a pirate who was long deceased, he was definitely a scary guy.
I stepped out of the way and watched him run another through.
The guy gave a gasp, collapsed, and fell into a funk of solid blue.
Skeleton pirate heard my gasp and hissed “My name is Hank!”
Within seconds he was making another child walk the plank.
The child was bound and gagged, so I jumped into the water too.
It was the most gorgeous ocean, with ribbons of periwinkle blue.
The child was grateful to be saved, and told his story to the police.
I tried to back him up, but it did not work. He introduced himself as Reese.
It's a puzzle with one missing piece,
it won't let me complete this game;
sweetness is not found in a Reese
candy bar, it's such an urge to tame!
I resist each and every temptation
for a day or two without a caress,
and looking at happy lovers kiss...
I get emotional and cry in pain!
Can absence rekindle my flame?
I throw pebbles in the blue lake,
making another wish for my sake;
why do roses smell all the same?
Can absence rekindle my flame,
can it undo what I really became...
if it vanished to feed my vanity?
A pretty girl stares at me and smiles,
it's a whiff of scented wind that promises
little or nothing that leads to certainty!
I stand still and not smile,
could it be real or a mere delusion?
Should I resent the intrusion?
Oh, her smile stretches for a mile!
oh, it charms, it delight me;
I doubt that it deceives me!
Can absence rekindle my flame,
restart the passion long lost to time?
No desire is greater than mine:
I've put to rest sadness and blame!
though strictly Fermi, and oh...(en Rico) plus sun
dre other parvenues, a rapture
surges thru me,
when audibly communicating, enunciating,
and speaking English words
as if hi ken run
a marathon, or zip to the moon,
(take as cheesy tong in cheek)
from this pun
gent, who relishes reading for my eyes and ears
asper myself, which purported nun
sense ink reese sees learn'n
den earn an award,
especially wash'n black board
den breathing intelligent dust
from eraser head could awk cord,
I utter Hieronymus Bosch, bing enamored,
and aye actually confess
tubby a model United Nations chimp
pan zee, and/or other
type of survey monkey hook can huff ford
Old Rotten Gotham horde
sliding down into the behavioral sink...
exclaiming "oh me jack lord"
and getting rescued then getting less on,
sans get'n taut how (muss elf George Eliot)
tubby comb moored
flossed, milled, and taut
tubby trained for Operation Ready Date
by a coop pull oof oot standing chap,
named Adam West, who poured
salty epithets (reminding me, as they roared
that life iz brutal, short and nasty),
part tickly ne'r the end
wharf hew scored
and majority got de toured
until emotionally, physically,
and spiritually enlightened
By Rabindranath Tagore and Burt Ward.
How do you get the most out of life
Just be the best you, you can be
Don't focus to long on others success or strife
Just be the best you ,you can be
Chase away fear that says you will fail
Don't focus on what others may say
The naysayers words you must assail
Put feet to your faith while others delay
Decide what you want to have out of life
Commit to the process and see it through
Let go of things that causes such strife
Stay on a course that's strait and true
When the road gets to rough to walk alone
The Lord above can see you through
He gives us skills to finally hone
He gives us more then we are due
When you get to those markers in life
That shows that you've progressed
Despite the woes that cut so deep
You'll know the reason for your success
When asked how you did it
When the race is then won
You will be able to one day say
I was just the best me I could be.
Written by Charles Reese July 10 2015
This poem’s for Gary and Elizabeth,
The parents who lost a child.
I hope that what I’ve written,
Has given your heart a smile.
May I help to lift your joy,
And sustain your happiness,
For my chosen flow of words,
Have been divinely blessed.
I don’t know you but I care,
For my heart too has cried.
And when we stop remembering,
Is when our loved ones die.
I welcome you to read my work,
That I’ve written for the world.
For my words are poignant lines,
That my heart and mind unfurled.
Thank you for the opportunity,
To share my gift with you.
Keep progressing with your lives,
Don’t get stuck with I miss yous.
My name’s Raul Moreno,
And healing hearts is my goal.
It’s not about the poems I’ve written,
It's about the ones that touch the soul.
I love writing countless poems,
I hope you love what I have to give.
Let us not remember our losses,
Let us muster our strength to live.
I am a God fearing poet,
I hope you enjoy the message I convey.
One day you’ll reunite with Nathan,
And God will lead the way.
______________________________
I was inspired by Michael Torres'
Tribute "Nathaniel you Touched our Heart's"
This poem stemmed from his great tribute.
I wrote this for Gary and Elizabeth Reese.
Time does not heal all wounds,
but it gets us closer to our loved ones...
(Based on the TV show.)
This was a show about Malcolm who's a genius teen.
He had four brothers, a dad and a mom who's mean.
The parents were constantly angry at Reese.
He was a thug who didn't give them a minutes peace.
Francis was sent to military school just because he pierced his nose.
A lot of people laugh when they watch those shows.
Dewey and Jamie were the two youngest boys.
Watching this disfunctional family brings people lots of joy.
Malcolm worked at a grocery store and his mom did too.
He got his ___ kicked by a man on stilts, that was humiliating to go through.
I've spent many hours laughing at these people who are funny.
They had to star as messed up kids but at least they have money.
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