Tinselled Poems - Poems about Tinselled

... Written: May 31st, 2025, For contest: By Joseph May ******************** "The stars beckoned her song to reach the crescent moon." A sonata spun in silver, diaph......

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...Is He crowded out of Christmas By the commerce and the cry Of a thousand advertisers Urging everyone to buy? Do the cards and coloured candles And the clustered fairy-lights Keep the Christ-c......

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... The snow fell like white tinselled stars. She was in love, inhaling of planet, Mars Studying his angel, silken strands of hair. Oh, how longingly, his warm love to share! On Arctic-li......

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... "Kris Kringle Kisses Kalliope" A Dream: the 4th Christmas. deck the halls with memories poets whisper pasts that are ne’er forgotten ......

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...Hart Crane tribute forsake our eyes in a lovers cry &sigh shadows sweep decends that doubtful day: a lie revealed now proved first seen in its fall on a cloud beyond......

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...Ihaveno useofthepauses Punctuation, starts at the end. I live for words that aren’t quiet right Alliteration grows a tail Words that don’t seem to come to an As if awaiting for a friend I can ......

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...What man would welcome the bonds of mortgage, Drown in a long drink of boredom each night? For celluloid loves we’d gladly forage, Evil and despair we’d gallantly fight. Childhood dreams put in......

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...The luster of the dipping sun How wondrous to behold-- Its veil encircling oaks and cliffs With hints of fire and gold : Then tinselled beams illuminate A passage down the road; Mirrori......

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...Jesus reduced to a sign Two intersecting lines never meeting the end Gods name whispered in death night talks Sighing humanity humbled by nothing Chocolate sickness and tinselled flat foil God t......

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...Puddin Day Christmas Begins they come on a Saturday in November, the Puddin People, brothers, sisters, nieces arrive. family with their arms full of parcels sacks bulging with ingredients ......

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...I'll be home for Christmas home is where you are It's where fluttering flakes fall like stars on my face It's where the scarlet bird sings and a yuletide shrub sways It......

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...The poet says that war is a wasteland. But there is a crueller breeding. Where those who drink coffee And breathe the secondary smoke of their lovers And drink the Scottish honeyed poison And......

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..........................Merry Guests Of This Season...sonnet Crystaline laughter, greetings, and snowflakes. Tinselled trees draped with ribbons, laces, and Bows. Tiny, sparkling glasses of......

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...They’ve hauled me into the parlour, secure in terracotta packed with soil, to sit awhile before my ritual humiliation. Soon I will be baubled, showy, gaudy, tinselled – the court jester who will......

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...Winged horse bright,star studded my dreams fly with you tonight light years beyond this starry sky Pegasus,take me there. Night sky a tinselled cloak, unveiling it on your wings a journey a......

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