Long Tinselled Poems

"Kris Kringle Kisses Kalliope"

A Dream: the 4th Christmas.





deck the halls 
with memories
poets whisper pasts
that are ne’er forgotten

where presents 
a life 
that’s neatly wrapped
and attempts at 

frostily forgotten 

tucked under
that big 
beautiful
green fir tree

where all the...

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Puddin  Day
Christmas Begins

they come on a Saturday 
in November, the Puddin People,
brothers, sisters, nieces arrive.
family with their arms full of parcels 
sacks bulging with ingredients
and of course the maestro to orchestrate.

bags of raisins: sultana,...

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Hart Crane tribute

forsake our eyes
  in a lovers cry
&sigh
    shadows sweep decends
that
   doubtful day:
a lie revealed
    now proved
first seen
in its fall
   on a cloud
...

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Written: May 31st, 2025, For contest: By Joseph May

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"The stars beckoned her song to reach the crescent moon." 
A sonata spun in silver, diaphanous and light. 
Carried by...

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I'll be home for Christmas 

home is where you are 

It's where fluttering flakes

fall like stars on my face 

It's where the scarlet bird sings 

and a yuletide shrub sways 

It's where these arms get...

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The poet says that war is a wasteland.
But there is a crueller breeding.

Where those who drink coffee
And breathe the secondary smoke of their lovers
And drink the Scottish honeyed poison 
And those who make slavish mortgage...

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They’ve hauled me into the parlour,
secure in terracotta packed with soil,
to sit awhile before my ritual humiliation.
Soon I will be baubled,
showy, gaudy, tinselled –
the court jester who will keep them
smiling through their feast –
and burdened...

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The snow fell like white tinselled stars.
She was in love, inhaling of planet, Mars
Studying his angel, silken strands of hair.
Oh, how longingly, his warm love to share!
On Arctic-like ice, he did most happily kneel.
Tightening her...

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Is He crowded out of Christmas
By the commerce and the cry
Of a thousand advertisers
Urging everyone to buy?

Do the cards and coloured candles
And the clustered fairy-lights
Keep the Christ-child in the cradle
Of a distant eastern night?

Keep the...

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.......................Merry Guests Of This Season...sonnet



Crystaline laughter, greetings, and snowflakes. 
Tinselled trees draped with ribbons, laces, and 
Bows. Tiny, sparkling glasses of sherry. 
Ladies in delicate chiffon. Red berry 

Woven wreaths of holly, juniper, wound 
With...

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What man would welcome the bonds of mortgage,
Drown in a long drink of boredom each night? 
For celluloid loves we’d gladly forage,
Evil and despair we’d gallantly fight. 
Childhood dreams put in permanent storage,
Follow villains into...

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Ihaveno useofthepauses
Punctuation, starts at the end.
I live for words that aren’t quiet right
Alliteration grows a tail
Words that don’t seem to
come to an
As if awaiting for a friend
I can see the reflection
of the breaded buildings
charmed facades
in...

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A star tinselled sky,
A fleece white ground,
Smoke curling high
From homes all around.

Silence outside enfolds the earth,
Inside a nervous warmth wild
Where  a mother gives birth
To a wished for boy child.

The heavens asparkle,
Their hearts are alight.
Framed...

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The luster of the dipping sun
How wondrous to behold--
Its veil encircling oaks and cliffs
With hints of fire and gold :
Then tinselled beams illuminate
A passage down the road;
Mirroring spangle of lanterns
As this heart yearns for warm...

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