Poinsettias Poems - Poems about Poinsettias

... There once was a young fellow from Philadelphia Who would sometimes go into fits of hysteria When a bombshell he viewed He became totally unglued Started drooling and eating poinsetti......

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... There once was a fellow from Philadelphia Who would sometimes go into fits of hysteria When a bombshell he viewed He became totally unglued Started drooling and eating poinsettias<>...

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...mint green Christmas and star shaped poinsettias point at the golden hour red plant revelry and hoot owl's quiet in snow mauve sun is setting pretty centerpiece where loved ones ga......

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...In the universe of the two rooms, she gathers her dreams between her palms, She lets her fired hair descend upon the folds of our fleeting time. "It's the end," she articulates with a voi......

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...The cemetery is alive With freshly cut mums and poinsettias. Gathering people make it even more abuzz. A crisp wind blows Over each receding blade of grass – Slowly turning them the color of b......

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... Sleigh Bells Those who believe are hearing Santa’s sleigh bells nearing Loved ones endearing Gifts we’re bringing Jingling bells are ringing You......

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... snow-carpeted lawn welcomes poinsettias to dance... pine trees strive to sway......

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...poinsettias blooming on someone else’s mantel - clearly I see them guarded by two nutcrackers and cheered on by crackling fire ......

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...i dreamt passing through eden's bidding gates.... walking down glittering streets a gathering of charity's lifted souls.... yuletide hearts rejoiced glad angels praised his goodness.... poin......

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...gargoyles and ginseng ukeleles and eucharists poinsettias and pancreases Thracians and Thermopylaes all of the above, some of the above one of the above, none of the above ~ ......

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...Twas the night before Christmas and all seemed to be well, now to church to hear the ringing b......

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...A True Luxury So Simple, Never To Much For Me We Watch The Christmas Lights and Not Think Despite The Yuletide Brightness, We Do Not Blink I Surprise You With Poinsettias To Make You Smile You N......

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... Oh, to be in Trinidad when the hot scented currents flow, from East Dry River to Nariva samaan and silk cotton tree grow. Where whisperin’ palms reach across island reef and coconut......

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... A rising sun in the east does appear from St. Augustine to St. Clair, to loose me from sleep’s tranquil hold and dreams of serendipities of old - to rise again the boy I was long ago ......

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...Christmas Midnight Mass A little girl, maybe just about seven. On Christmas Eve felt she was in God’s heaven. Mass, in Latin, still was being said. To her, it sounded like silver w......

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