Short Crèche Poems

Short Crèche Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Crèche by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Crèche by length and keyword.


Premium Member Inner Creche

The bright star I saw 
 
Love’s inner crèche prepared 

Ready for Jesus!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
   28 November 2016
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Infinite Love

Our hearts and our souls

In Jesus' crèche are born,

Infinite God's love!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
   21 December 2016 

5-7-5

MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Silver Star On Top

* ** ************** ******************** large bulbs squeeze into every inch of little tree gold, green, red baubles when plugged in incites big smiles alongside the baby’s crèche ***** ***** ***** 12/19/2017
Form: Tanka

Christmas Mantel De Rigueur

Blue velvet blanket mantel dresses
Satin lace trim daintily caresses
On border, golden twine tresses
Azure light-display luminesces
In background, silver candelabra recesses
In foreground, satin Lilies rimmed with lush cresses
Overarching, marble angel with copper harp blesses
Underpinning, tidy Spruce wreath butresses
Footstool, bronze crèche a penitent tone expresses
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Where Faeries Play

Mist in the distance, heart quickens to gooseflesh
Whisky Jacks perch silent, they've seen me before
Brother Wolf has been by, his scat is still fresh
Ancient eyes follow me, née jinn shapes of lore
Small clearing before me, my own private crèche
Hidden falls dance and play, their ions restore
Spray glitters like diamonds, the Sun leads the band
As time disappears, my soul breathes a free land
Form: Rispetto


Button Mushrooms

On cloud-pressed evenings you hear them being delivered when the choral earth is soft and swelling.
A creaking growth a crèche of mycelia confined in dark dilations. Together hydrous hyphae hum while fungal buds umbrella shaping wet white moons from a spore bearing fusion. They appear, glowing- fat with light, new babies, each button a bombshell of umami in the endless labor of a birthing mud.

Premium Member Christmas Fire Magic

Viewing a crèche on the fireplace mantel, flames below kissing the air leave shadow-play that brings the figures to life. Jesus smiles at me and a donkey lies down beside the mangered child. I could see the glow from angel haloes; a star and the flames produce more light-beings. Christmas magic is found within the natural realm; flames like Christ’s, light, fuel the soul and warm the heart. Nature is magic Elements all interact; Create miracles.
Form: Haibun

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