Tinsel Poems - Poems about Tinsel

A tremolo of quivering, movement of light She shimmies she shimmers like yesterday's gold ... Like a gentle soft wind on the fresh fallin' snow. Lamettas of old ...

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Does this mean much to you, Force fed at Yuletide too? Unsure if Jesus meant all this, Tinsel town of retail bliss, Beginning to feel like Yuletide, Snow in Aussie ocean tide, Swimming and drinking, What is Santa thinking? Overfeeding everyone, Overstuffed games in the sun, Does Jesus think we're crude? Groaning, here's more food, Gimme more gifts and a card, Graft for Christmas, that's so hard, No...

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My days are short and nights too long, I walk on moonbeam, dream of you, nightrider, to sky I belong. My days are short and nights too long, in stardust I sing luring song, reach you through the night’s silver hue. My days are short and nights too long, I walk on moonbeam, dream of you. My days are short and nights...

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#IT'S QUITE THE HONOR... TO BE A RESIDENT OF THIS TOWN! KINGS AND QUEENS, A.K.A. "EMBRACING BEINGS" WALKING, TALKING, VIBRATING... FEET FIRMLY HOLDING GROUND! "STERLING SILVER!" "STERLING SILVER!" "SPARKLING STUPENDOUS SENSATIONAL SUPER SPECIAL SPECKS..." OH HOW IT REFLECTS!!!! {SUCH LUMINOUS LIGHT} ALL NATURAL, A TRUE DELIGHT, AND REAL ACCEPTANCE IS THE MOST PLEASING HIGHLIGHT, SUCH A GLORIOUS SIGHT... EACH CROWN ON ONE'S HEAD... {NO "GREY CONVEY" ON...

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Riding a bunny to tinsel town Crazy screaming and yelping and laughing around! You are a nut bucket! You are a clown! They were having a blast riding the rodent all the way down Three happier faerie brothers are rarely ever found They loved it, even when all three landed hard on the ground. Let’s find a new ride, yelled the...

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T - teary-eyed I - inward-thinking N - nostalgia S - sentimental E - era L - lost...

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Tinseled treats, hung from our Christmas tree. Young, saucered eyes, just gleamed and shined At the charming, twisting gold and silver art works. For indeed, these are one of this holiday’s perks! To a very young child, they whisper of things magical. Swaying and dancing,they observe from Mother’s clavicle And though speech, be not theirs, as of yet. Their artistic sensibilities...

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When she wrapped around the tinsel of gold, The bare branches bowed around the Christmas tree, And lo! It was a proud sight to behold With coloured paperchains carefully rolled, The honour was bequeathed at the age of three, When she wrapped around the tinsel of gold Small soft hands dipped in baubles new and old, A jumbled wild glittered decorating spree, And...

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All-seeing eye peers into space, ether or escape hatch from the chase. Blue sky peachy-keen hypnotic envelope, image ridden flight a mind game telescope. Fantasy abounds where sunshine always reigns, blissful muses dash through fast lanes. Fools gold rainbow haven just another wishing well, signpost to utopia some distant dark art hell. Angelic cloud silken float zenith, ornamental star-gazer’s supernatural tenet. Date...

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Remembering being a newyled. Having our very own, first humble Christmas tree. And that special red dress you were so very sweet to buy for me. Better a dress, than a sled! Very little money did we have, But love a-plenty, I never missed. With constant hugs, and so well kissed. Hot buttered, corn, we both enjoyed. You, my forever huggable bear. Into your moonlit eyes,...

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Tinsel smiles that bridge the mile in Holiday style cookie dishes full of sweet little things worthwhile Bauble rubies, jolly Santa, and magic make believes red shiny sleighs and garland inlays, for Christmas !...

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What I really wanted to do was Have a little fluffy buzz All the flashing lights Were ever so bright In the evening night The carpet ever so red Does it know how much I am in debt? Hopefully this roll will work There will be food...

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Colored lights draped over elaborate wire trees Festive wreaths dressed in ornaments to please Christmas songs piped in, one after another Outside a bell-ringer chirps, Merry Xmas, brother Yet nearly every guest room's empty Seems no one's checking in or out No line at the front desk either There's hardly...

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CAME THE TINSEL came the tinsel from the pine following the same path laid out by my grandson round and round ...

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gathered on my windows this frostwork from last night's sketches becloud my vision like death overshadows my heart my spirit of holiday merriment was yanked like tinsel from trees and castaway in the fragments of yesteryears long passed i feel this wind as it wraps around me with the same chill as death's own hands suffocating me as i try to stand on worthless ground half frozen beneath my feet these shadows falling around me are as appealing as kissing lips of someone gone from life sometimes i wonder if...

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