Short Twas Poems
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Twas the night before last New Years Eve
When I met an old fellow named Steve
He wore a red velvet suit
And was covered in soot
But his long white beard made me believe
Thy Wishes, Succeed Thy Will,
Thee Precepass Of Thee, Undecided . . .
Twas Thee That entakes the Wound,
To impose onto Thee, Thrush,
Thy Wound is'en Extacey of Thy
Encombress . . .
Of Thy Soul
The tragedy of war-
in human hearts ,lays waste
The tragedy of war-
truth dies,without a trace
The tragedy of war-
lies,in a common place
Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house
The smell of Jack Daniels has people quite soused
Drink and seduce Mary
Or Elizabeth or Harry
Whatever you persuasion, time to act like a louse
Gaping
premature graves-
trenches of war,laid waste,
generations,for whom hope was
no more
Inspired by Paul Nash 1889-1946 Enflish painter
http://www.mystudios.com/artgallery/P/Paul-Nash/We-are-Making-a-New-World.html
Laughed, as I had, and quicker
More hilarious
Running to me, it was life.
Tension's escape valve.
Sentiment, end of school day's
Burstingly echoed.
First, a gate through; then wall on
Wall, neighbourhood-aired.
As stern, and as unprepared
Subdues, to dissolve.
'Twas the night before Christmas and throughout all the land,
Shoppers were swarming Penney's and Walmart without end!
Wild-eyed mobs were elbowing each other without cease!
'Tis another annual brawl! So much for the Season of Peace!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Scale a bough; and hold onto this
Astoundment, forevermore.
A curtain of leaf, parted for:
Life, and its glory, nested.
So in this world have I placed you.
With loving care, and foresight;
That which, on those wings of desire
Purist, does show you upborne.
Who, above, by your own new-born
Into hushed awe, too, is led.
Twas the night before Christmas
Teddy
warm
and
soft,
timeless
hold
eased
Nick's
impatience
gay
hunger
towards
believing
even
festive
ornaments,
reindeer,
elf.
Christmas
holidays
raise
incandescent
sentiment
towards
many
alit
souls.
12/15/2022
a·lit v.
A past tense and a past participle of alight1.
Twas
night before Christmas
Teddy
warm
soft
timeless hold
eased Nick's
impatience
gay hunger
towards
believing even
festive ornaments
reindeer elf
Christmas holidays
raise
incandescent
sentiment
towards
many
alit
souls
12/22/2022
a·lit v.
Twas the night Barbara tagged me, Carolyn tagged her
My mind had gone blank, my pen did not stir
The paper was bare as it lay on the table Can I continue the tag or am I unable
The Poets all huddled by the computer, HG having problems tagging a tutor
When what to my wandering mind should appear A great POET to tag
Someone that I hold dear, My Brother Ruben Ortellao YOU are Tagged
Twas a dream
She said,’ one must always wonder, contemplate, dream,’
For dreams are made of woven silk,
endless desires, and conscious pretences.
From this bounty of treasure,
I carry the one that befits me!
Hurry along! For it awaits. Yes, the thief!
Capturing my beloved, plunging me into the abyss,
Once again,
I tell myself...’twas a dream…
Let us dream again, tomorrow.
(Ashyy)
With Christmas carols softly playing
By the fireplace we sing along
And snow flakes in the cold wind swirling
While winter sings its' chilly song
The scenery turns to a blanket of white
As St. Nick rides by on his sleigh
And children behaving just right
In hopes he comes their way
People filling up on eggnog
And kids in the snow at play
And the flames of the crackling logs
Warm the heart on the eve of Christmas day
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the night of his birth
But the little boy Thomas
Was growing much worse
Thomas was sick, and he was not getting better
This sweet little boy
The doctors together
Had brought him one toy
A round little bear
With a smile so bright
It made Thomas not care
He was dying that night
He and the bear snuggled and smiled
The bear and Thomas
What a beautiful child
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the day after Christmas
where memories abound
of family and friends
all gathered around.
The house now lays silent
where conversing had been,
remembering the joy
and the mood we were in.
The tree looks much lighter
and the walkway not thin
as the floor is now empty
where the presents had been.
Twas the day after Christmas,
yesterday is now gone
but only in passing,
in our hearts it lives on.
Remembering.........
'twas a deep vermilion
sky tonight, as if her heart bleeds
an angry dark blue, shooting through
stunning, menacing too
moons tranquility stills the night
Written 15th May 2019
SECOND PLACE
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There once was an old man who ran;
He said, "See the lively span!"
It was rather half,
He was very craft;
(a spy)…And he couldn't resist the run to Pakistan;
Once he run Oh! How he did ran;
He said, "See the covert plan!"
It was rather wide,
But not very proud by side;
Couldn't say no to the flight to Japan?
7/13/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Twas' the night before Christmas and all through my house,
a cat named "Shadow", played and ran around with the mouse!
Not a squeek, nor a sound, he gave a spirit of holiday cheers,
and saw a red suit santa, which scared away his fears!
If he could be with santa always for holidays to celebrate,
and have a happy Christmas, with a "purr-fect", playmate!
Wishing a season filled with love, joy and hope throughout the year,
of a cat like "Shadow", he is special and so very dear!
( T`WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS )
T'was the night before Christmas
and all through the land,
there where these two children
so simply so grand.
And all through that night
they could not fall asleep,
they were both too excited,
so they got up with a leap.
They ran down the hall,
and fell down the stairs,
woke up their parents,
and said many prayers,
they went back to bed,
while the clouds fade away,
with exciting dreams
of the dear Christmas day.