BRUTAL COLD DAY EARLY FEBUARY
Almost as cold as the week before
Six feet of snow fell late in January
Please Mr. Winter, let it snow- No more
BEAUTIFUL COLORED DAISYS EMERGE FREQUENTLY
Mostly throughout the season of spring
When most everything is green- completely
When eggshells break and birdies sing
BEACH CARNIVALS DELIGHTFUL ENJOYABLE FUN
Young ones playing games outside
Sunbathers tanning 'neath the sun
A nice time for a summertime ride
BEAR CUBS DIE EVERY FALL
I found one dead out on my range
One died last year too, if I do recall
Must be something to do with climate change
Mistletoe and Christmas go hand in hand
The mistletoe and its beautiful cherries
Christmas carols and bells, bright stars and pine trees
With light snowfall can create a winter wonderland.
What a spectacle of lights and divine beauty
The whole world celebrates awesomely
The birthday of Jesus Christ born in Africa
What a shock for the entire Diaspora!
Baby Jesus was different, that’s why
From the crèche they wanted to sacrifice and crucify
Him, their goal was to kill Him like a goat
Which they did, but He returned. It’s time to gloat.
The Messiah can be a subject of controversies
Deceptions, propaganda, polemics and inconsistencies
Oh! This is Noël, let’s rejoice and enjoy the feasts
At least and at last in this joyous season, let’s live in peace.
Copyright © December 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Basil said "a hearty, jolly morning" to Ginger and to Bay,
"Nice to see you, Rosemary, on this fine Christmas Day."
"It's great to see you too, Paprika." "Oh, Lavender, how do you do?"
"How have you been, Cicely?" "You look divine, so Cordon Bleu!"
A Funny Christmas Themed 4 liner Poetry Contest, placed 2nd
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Date wrote: 24th December 2021
noses twitched
light snow
a distant church bell
John G. Lawless
11/27/2021
Saint Nicholas is given credit for all the Christmas fun
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Someone much more worthy is called the Chosen One
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Son of God forfeited his life for the sins of all mankind
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Sacrificial Lamb: the Divine role Jesus was assigned
November 30, 2020
Kim Rodrigues ~ sponsor
Acrostic Play 2 Holiday Version
At this time of year
Seasons meet, greet the New Year
Giving gifts anew;
Gaia plans, throws a party
A celebration of life.
S pring is my favourite time of year.
P erhaps because it brings me cheer.
R elieved to have survived winter
I n all it's fearsome, freezing fierceness.
N ow we look to renewed growth.
G arden bursting, spilling forth.
S ummer takes us to the beach.
U nder shade we best retreat.
M ust get in for a swim
M indful that I should stay trim.
E veryone we meet wears a smile.
R elaxed and chatting for a while
A utumn another favourite time.
U nder trees twenty shades of brown.
T ake a walk down country lanes.
U se the light that soon will fade.
M ake the most of open air.
N urture friendships to prepare.
W elcome not those short days.
I walk about in a daze.
N ight at morning, sun is in bed.
T oo cold, must get coal in shed.
E nvy those in sunny climes.
R etreat until it's Spring's time.
More than two hundred million miles from home,
the Discovery mission continues to roam.
Dr. Frank Poole and I are as well as can be.
Our computer friend named “Hal” provides security.
The remaining three are still in suspended animation.
We’re on a steady course to Jupiter, our destination.
Here is a holiday greeting to our earth-based station:
Share in joy and love, all the nations of the earth.
This season, may you be filled with merriment and mirth.
Based on the novel “2001, A Space Odyssey” by the late Arthur C. Clarke
The're out
the're out
Spring
announces with
a shout-
Yellow
yellow
everywhere
look
look
left or right
here,there
anywhere-
under trees
nodding
in the breeze
braving
March wind chill
narcissus
amaryllis
or
if you
will
daffodil
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